If you already read today's earlier post and clucked knowingly, then read on.
After a walk tonight with the world's luckiest dog, I walked into the backyard with her to check on the tomatoes. From a distance, I could tell something was wrong. The gate to my vegetable garden was ajar. Somehow the bed looked different. Fluffier, maybe? As I got closer, I saw this:
Let's go in for a close-up. Yes, that's a fin.
And look, there's the Arkansas Traveler tomato plant I bought on a whim. I had already bought five tomato plants and no intention of growing six until I saw the tag that Arkansas Traveler grows well in heat. I guess I really was meant to grow just five.I wasn't entirely sure if the world's luckiest dog was to blame. Normally she does not go into my vegetable garden. This evening however, she accompanied me in to survey
Here she is on the other side of the fence. See how she's avoiding eye contact? She realized pretty quickly that her digging adventure wasn't the right move.
It wasn't entirely her fault though. Sometimes the latch on the gate doesn't quite catch. (I've reenacted the crime scene here to show the open gate. I didn't have my camera on me initially but I thought you needed all the evidence.)I guess she couldn't resist the lure of stinky fish.
I do have verdict already though of the Arkansas Traveler tomato: does not travel well.