My son came running into the house yesterday with a concerned announcement. “Mom! I think one of the other dogs peed on Sunny’s face -- his face is all yellow.”
“Wouldn’t be the first time,” I thought to myself. Dogs are into that kind of thing.
I looked at Sunny’s face. Sure enough, it had some kind of yellow staining on it, and furthermore, he had some sort of red staining around his mouth. Thank goodness, it wasn’t blood.
When Sunny comes to stay, I never have to clean up the plums or apples that have fallen on the ground. Sunny does it for me. He’s like a furry garden vacuum.
So why was I surprised when I followed him out to my veggie garden and watched him ever-so-skillfully pluck a ripe tomato off the vine and gobble it up, and then another, and another.
Mama Mia, I could have made marinara sauce for the entire cast of the Godfather with the tomatoes that dog ate.
After consuming several pounds of the fruit, Sunny the frugivorous dog sort of fell over in a big tomato-eating puddle. The fruit in his belly must have acted as some kind of tomato tranquilizer.
It is a good thing that I have a massive amount of tomatoes this year. Last year, all my tomato plants suffered the dreaded blight.
Happily, my tomato plants are still producing -- even after the Sunny invasion.