Wednesday, July 17, 2013
There isn't anywhere safe. Clover can reach the top shelf of the fridge now so I can't hide anything up there anymore. I'm starting to learn that if I don't use it right away, it wont be there when I go back to pull it out for dinner. Last night I let her pick the one tomato that our plant produced. Which was on the Beefsteak plant but was neither beefy or steaky. By the time we got to the back door it was half gone. I'm glad that she loves her fruits and veggies so much but right now she is sitting next to me eating raw green onions.