The Great Tomato Hunt
The cats have taken to the tomatoes. They don’t eat the tomatoes they just hide them. This morning I discovered three tomatoes hiding in various nooks and crannies around the house. Many of the tomatoes still have small vines (I guess you might just call them stems). During the night the cats jump on tables, rummage through tomato boxes, find a good ripe one, grab a stem in their tiny mouth and then drag the helpless ‘mato to various dark and scary corners. It’s like Easter morning each and everyday.