I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. It’s a forest, Lady Human. Our wonderful bulldog land has turned into a forest.
Me: Bulldog land? You mean our yard?
Stella: What else could I mean?
Me: Of course. Sorry. The lamb’s quarter has been prolific this year.
Stella: Does ‘prolific’ mean ‘taken over’?
Me: Well, temporarily. But…
Stella: But I could get lost out there. It is crowding our paths and shadowing the ground.
Me: Think of it as shade in the summer heat.
Stella: No. What are you going to do about it?
Me: Right now, nothing. The lamb’s quarter can be edible. And it’s not a bad thing to have another food source.
Stella: Food for us?
.Me: It’s like a giant garden salad. But precautions have to be taken. And I don’t know about you all.
Stella: Nope. You forgot who you were talking to. We are bulldogs. We don’t do green food.
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