I am fortunate to have a beautiful vege garden that grows luscious, abundant tomatoes.
Some time during the last few years, our dog discovered a new love for tomatoes and has now set about nicking them off the tomato bush. She doesn't mind if they are ready, she doesn't mind if they are a bit over done. She doesn't mind if they still have the stem attached, or if I have just biffed them into the trees because the birds have pecked them. She is a machine and happily chases down any biffed tomato as if it is a personal quest to single handedly rid the world of the red orb!
I thought she was only having them when I threw them to her or near her, but no! She is a slave to her stomach and has learned to help herself.
She has developed this technique with her doggy lips (yes, doggy LIPS) where she carefully wraps her lips around the tomato, cherry tomatoes being her favourite, and plucks them off the bush.
Once she jumped onto the back of the ute with something clearly held in her closed mouth. After much coaxing she finally opened her jaws and about 20 cherry tomatoes of all colours and ripeness fell from her mouth and bounced all over the tray of the ute. Not one marked by tooth indentations. Those doggy lips at work!
At being caught, she had the good grace to look embarrassed and not rush to regather her stolen hoard. Her thievery was discovered a few years when beneath the farm kennels where she had been housed for a while, a tomato plant began to sprout! Hmmmmm, wonder how that got there??
Today Mum and Rhoda came to help me catch up on the harvest to see if we can beat the dog to the tomatoes! We were away last weekend so things have got a little out of hand with the garden. Mum went home with about 4 bags to 'veg out' with and I totally appreciate the catchup! :)
Some time during the last few years, our dog discovered a new love for tomatoes and has now set about nicking them off the tomato bush. She doesn't mind if they are ready, she doesn't mind if they are a bit over done. She doesn't mind if they still have the stem attached, or if I have just biffed them into the trees because the birds have pecked them. She is a machine and happily chases down any biffed tomato as if it is a personal quest to single handedly rid the world of the red orb!I thought she was only having them when I threw them to her or near her, but no! She is a slave to her stomach and has learned to help herself.
She has developed this technique with her doggy lips (yes, doggy LIPS) where she carefully wraps her lips around the tomato, cherry tomatoes being her favourite, and plucks them off the bush. Once she jumped onto the back of the ute with something clearly held in her closed mouth. After much coaxing she finally opened her jaws and about 20 cherry tomatoes of all colours and ripeness fell from her mouth and bounced all over the tray of the ute. Not one marked by tooth indentations. Those doggy lips at work!
At being caught, she had the good grace to look embarrassed and not rush to regather her stolen hoard. Her thievery was discovered a few years when beneath the farm kennels where she had been housed for a while, a tomato plant began to sprout! Hmmmmm, wonder how that got there??
Today Mum and Rhoda came to help me catch up on the harvest to see if we can beat the dog to the tomatoes! We were away last weekend so things have got a little out of hand with the garden. Mum went home with about 4 bags to 'veg out' with and I totally appreciate the catchup! :)
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