He loves gardening almost as much as he loves me, as it turns out. He ate the tops off of my onion sets today, so I have to buy more, reharden the new ones outside (somewhere else) while hoping I don't push the harvest too far into the heat of summer. It also means that the puppy breath is more oniony when he jumps up to slobber me hello. Did I mention the freshly watered flowers?
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