We've had an invasion in our strawberry plant. The invader is short, usually wearing pink, and has crazy hair.
A few days ago, I had to go out and pick some strawberries for a recipe I was making. Abbi followed me out, and saw me picking strawberries. I gave her one - that was probably the wrong thing to do, because now whenever she goes into the yard, she heads straight for the strawberry plant!!
She's pretty good at picking out the ripe ones, but she'll eat the whole thing - green top and all. She doesn't care, though - there's nothing better than berries straight from the garden!!
A few days ago, I had to go out and pick some strawberries for a recipe I was making. Abbi followed me out, and saw me picking strawberries. I gave her one - that was probably the wrong thing to do, because now whenever she goes into the yard, she heads straight for the strawberry plant!!
She's pretty good at picking out the ripe ones, but she'll eat the whole thing - green top and all. She doesn't care, though - there's nothing better than berries straight from the garden!!
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