Tom Quads

.... and the tail of the dog wagged and whisked as per usual when he saw the neighbour's cat creep along the bottom of the garden perimeter wall, with a whack it smacked off the tomato plant and landed yet another baby tom onto the floor only to be collected and placed on the windowsill to ripen in the latent or rather missing sun until ready to eat, or maybe I'll just put them into the dog's dinner since he is soon keen to knock them off!