This one doesn't.
Back on Valentine's Day I launched into an impromptu little garden clean-up in the greenhouse, deciding on a whim to clear out my scraggly looking, previously frozen, cat-flattened, permanent arugula bed in order to make way for new spring planting.
I gave an entire bucket of fairly nice arugula scraps to the chickens, figuring they would be thrilled to have some freshly picked greens. Whitey most definitely was not. I think she'd been expecting a heart-shaped box of chocolates.
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