"The Nose Knows"

It's Funny Friday

by Prudence (written by Vlad)

Hi there, my little chicks, it's me Vlad.  Prudence is still up at camp working but she didn't want to miss a Friday post and asked if I would help her out.....I said, "my fine feathered mohair friend and sister, I would be honored."

It's that time of year again, tomato planting season, we may be in another state, another house but some things never change,

Jessie's Mater Plant

the ceremony took place two weeks ago, Mom picked out a very nice cherry tomato plant for Jessie.  It's all planted and has the place of honor on the porch, and believe me or not (don't get on the wrong side of this vulture), so just nod and say "I believe you, Vlad" - I'm not hearing you........ Jessie knows which plant is hers, oh, she sniffs each plant but all we have to say is "Jessie, where's your mater plant?" and she goes right to that plant every time.  There are two tiny tomatoes on the plant and she buries her nose right down to where they are growing.  We think she can smell the fruit.

If we are in the kitchen cooking and Mom slices a tomato, zoom, there she is right next to her.  And of course she always gets a little taste.  Molly Brown won't even look at a tomato so when Jessie gets her mater Molly gets a doggy treat,  after all, we must be fair and square.

Hopefully in a few weeks there will be little red maters on her plant and she will bite off 1 (just 1, always just 1) as she comes back into the house.  We just think that is so cute, and you know, it's not only humans who have little traditions and are set in their ways - we all do.

Gotta run, the phone is ringing and I think it's Prudence.

See ya,

Vlad Vincent Vulture