My daughter is a notoriously picky eater, and my son will scarf just about anything. There is a consensus among them, though: they both ADORE blueberries. You know who else loves blueberries? Our livestock guardian dog: Sophia. In fact, before I’d picked the perfect blueberry bush placement, I’d kept them in a sunny spot on the patio. They were doing very well there as they grew into their initial containers, and they were loaded with unripe fruit. One day Sophia, our 80-pound 8-month-old Anatolian Shepherd, came bounding over with purple staining her lips, and I knew then I wasn’t battling …
