OHHHHHH... Where to begin?
When Jane was a puppy, still less than a year old, Dr. D had a winter garden and loved to share his newly ready garden carrots with my dog (and his girlfriend) Jane Austen.
After a few days of him sharing the garden carrots with her, she decided she could get them herself. We would find a puppy face full of dirt, and a pile of green leafy carrots tops, all over the yard - but mostly under the trampoline where she hid to eat what she had pulled up from the garden.
I honestly blame Dr. D for the necessary fencing that we now have.
Keeps the bunnies and Jane Austen OUT of the carrots! |
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