So, while I worked on tomato frameworks with the interns, Hobbs, the garden dog, found a worm he befriended. He picked it up very gently and carried it from end of the row to another, setting it down, carefully, sliding all the dirt off as he did. He watched it slither and picked it up again, taking the worm to the next area we were working in. Don't worry, no worm was injured in the process, just cleaned.
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