Tomato retriever he is.



Doorbell rings: ” Can you come and get your dog?”…

“grrrrrr”…says I. “Did he do anything wrong while he was there?”

“No, but I saw him walking past the kitchen window with something red in his mouth.”

“…..Do you have tomatoes in your vegetable garden?”


“Well, there you go. They’ve been picking tomatoes lately and retrieving  them!”

What next?