Go figure! I was doing this year's lavender harvest and spent almost as much time trying to fend Luther off the lavender as I did stripping the lavender off the stalks.
I finally handed him a couple of spent stalks, and he trotted over to his bed, layed down, and spent a good long time happily chowing down on them.
That's one wierd dog.
Who'd have thought I'd be fighting him for aromatic herbs?!
2 comments:
Lavender, huh? My puppy likes parsley.
I suspect Luther would like parsley, too. . . . although he did spit out the romaine that had fallen off the counter, but only after first chewing it to a small, green, pulp.
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