Kit the Dog

We have two dogs. Kit, a labradorable for whom I paid rather too much money believing her to be a real Labrador when she's patently crossed with a ferret. And Flynn the Husky, who Ali bought when the garden centre didn't have the wheelbarrow we'd actually gone for. Kit has a passion for food. Any kind of food. I'm told to exercise portion control for her, which I do - religiously. However, what am I to do when the vineyards are currently ankle deep in figs, which she loves, and grapes, which she munches straight from the vines? That's not counting the almonds that are carefully crunched out of their shells, and the blackberries that are hoovered from their spiky branches. She's a happy girl on it though.