No, those vines weren't hanging over the edge and onto the ground two minutes earlier. Eddie figured out how to drag them down where he could harvest the peas.
|Yum, yum, yum!|
His technique includes a combination of mouth-to-vine and the single-paw-hold:
He carefully picks off the peas, eats them pod and all, and leaves the vine.
Because we have an abundance of peas and they are nearly at the end of their season, he didn't get in trouble. I have warned him, though, that there will be big trouble if he helps himself to cucumbers when they finally start to form. Unfortunately, I expect he's already planning his cucumber-thieving strategy. Cucumbers just happen to be his very favourite, best-of-the-best, I'll-do-anything-for-some, vegetable. I just may have to re-install the green snow fence I used when the grass seed was getting established.
|Cucumbers? Did sumbody say cucumbers?|