My tomato plants are starting to grow. It is to early for any tomatoes yet. I go out every day and check the progress. I have high hopes for many, many tomatoes to eat later this summer. (I wish Peanut's girl was here. She is a great tomato picker.) When I went out today to see how they were doing this is what I saw.
Dawson was down by my tomato box. I yelled, "Dawson, what are you doing? Are you checking on the tomatoes for me? He didn't answer. He got up in the tomato box and this is what he did. I WAS SHOCKED! What in the world is a matter with him? I can see that I need to have a long talk with him about where it is appropriate to poo. My tomato box is NOT the place to do it. I had to send Grammie out right away to get the poo out of the box before it contaminated the wonderful tomatoes. He is so inappropriate and unacceptable. I don't think I am going to talk to him for awhile.