This is Robert. He's a little like Jazz, Jon and Jenny's Border Collie. He makes sure everybody is taken care of...he kind of runs around checking everything out, is a little obsessive, and occasionally runs after balls, just kidding. However, late last summer, when working in prickly eggplant and probably loopy from too much sun, Robert challenged Berkley, Ella and Eli to a gross-out contest. Ella and Eli are Jon and Jenny's kids, both still school age.
I think Berkley ate a whole jalapeño off the plant, and of course thought he would die. The kids wisely declined the challenge. Robert, not to be outdone, picked up a rotten tomato--which it was later rumored that Jazz had used as one of her retriever-wanna-be "balls," drooled on and muddied--popped it into his mouth and ATE IT. Of course he won, but what a peewee victory it was: Everyone shied away from him for the rest of the day. Imagine his breath...eek. Rotten tomatoes are NO LAUGHING MATTER. They STINK.
Robert would do anything for you. We all love him despite his weird eating habits.
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