In our ever-present quest for adventure, Franny and I wandered over to the cold house, where vegetables are planted right in the very fertile ground. It's always interesting to see what is growing there and sometimes I wish that I could actually eat the stuff. However, I am told that people are people and dogs are dogs. And, thank goodness, dinner is served right on time!
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