21 July 2009
Two Green Dewclaws
My dog. the Master Gardener.
Take a look at that image. The plant is exceedingly healthy and pest-free and blooming like mad.
The squash - which I've only recently identified as a Jack-Be-Little pumpkin - is perfect.
I've never successfully grown common crookneck squash, let alone an attractive little decorative variety.
Oh, but my dog did.
See, that plant appeared in the middle of the back lawn after a good, soaking rain. It sprang from a pile of dog poop.
Hub thought it was a weed. I thought I recognized the leaves as a squash. So I put a cage around it and let it go. Now I'll have cute little pumpkins for Halloween.
It seems that Mimi was foraging in the compost pile and consumed something laying beside a decomposed pumpkin from last autumn. She...er...processed the seeds, um...eliminated them and here we have a lovely little plant.
I think this sounds like a cable television series in the making. I just can't decide if it should run on HGTV or Animal Planet....