Mr. Pesky picked the 1st ripe tomato of the season last week. He sent me a text letting me know since I bought the plant, I would receive the honor of dining on it.
His text was accompanied by a photo:

“So nice of him,” I thought.
I was so excited and already planning what I’d eat alongside that luscious delicacy!
Minutes later, he sent another photo of that same tomato only from the bottom side:

Now you know: There were 12 confirmed dogs on the Titanic and 3 of them survived.