Mama Summerall would take Dol and Chris out to go catch fireflies in a jar when they were little. They each had their own firefly jar and homemade net (that she made) and they'd spend a good portion of the evening just scampering around the front yard catching them. Dol would always keep his in the jar and take them to his room before bed to watch them fly around and glow in the jar on his windowsill. If he didn't fall asleep on the spot, he'd let them go before he went to bed. Otherwise his mother would let them out when she came in to check on him.Â
Dol isn't much of a salad eater. Never has been, even before being bonded to dogs. He's pretty notorious for picking things out of the lettuce and spinach and just eating that (especially in the case of tomatoes, he'll pick all of those out as he loves tomatoes). It's not that he doesn't like lettuce, as he's eaten heads of lettuce before, he just... has some strange aversion to eating salad.Â