No Dessert For You

Plotnik has been carefully pruning and grooming his apple tree for the past fifteen years, arcing it over the entry to the rear acreage as well as training it to branch out towards the deck. He learned to do this kind of thing when he and Duck lived on the farm and he is quite good at it.

The problem is, the apples we eat come from hybrid trees. The upper part of the tree, that has the great tasting fruit, is grafted onto the lower part of the tree, that has genes for a strong trunk and spreading roots. If the top dies and the bottom continues, you end up with fruit from the rootstock, which, as we now can see, is only good for furry fellows with long tails and strong teeth.



His Mom didn't teach him very good table manners. No dessert for this boy -- he never finishes his dinner.