My leopard pen is getting to be too small for the amount of tortoises grazing the grass in there, so I have to figure out a way to enlarge it. Next to my leopard shed is a space about 25'x20' that I've used for the past 15 years as storage for all the tubs and containers that people have given me when they've turned in their turtles and tortoises. (behind the fence)
I've already moved out all the tubs and bins, but this is what the ground over the fence looks like:
Years and years of leaves.
So, Misty, my faithful companion and constant side-kick, was right there in the thick of things, snorting and sniffing to see what all I was uncovering. She dug something out and took off out into the pasture with it, lay down and started to chew on it. I went out there to be sure it was something safe. She has learned "drop it" very well. So I told her to drop it, and she did, and it was an opossum skull:
I told her she was a good girl for dropping the item, but I also told her that she couldn't have it (another phrase she understands - "you can't have that!")
I'm workin' away, clearing out the space and getting ready to rake out the leaves when I become aware that Misty is standing behind me just looking at me. I turn around and she's standing there with a mummified 'possum skeleton sticking out each side of her muzzle. The look on her face is, "Well, since I couldn't have that other scrumptious thing-a-ma-bob, can I have this one?" She was a very good girl and dropped it on command. Yuck! What a nose that dog's got.
I tell ya...it's just never a dull moment around here with this dog!
I've already moved out all the tubs and bins, but this is what the ground over the fence looks like:
Years and years of leaves.
So, Misty, my faithful companion and constant side-kick, was right there in the thick of things, snorting and sniffing to see what all I was uncovering. She dug something out and took off out into the pasture with it, lay down and started to chew on it. I went out there to be sure it was something safe. She has learned "drop it" very well. So I told her to drop it, and she did, and it was an opossum skull:
I told her she was a good girl for dropping the item, but I also told her that she couldn't have it (another phrase she understands - "you can't have that!")
I'm workin' away, clearing out the space and getting ready to rake out the leaves when I become aware that Misty is standing behind me just looking at me. I turn around and she's standing there with a mummified 'possum skeleton sticking out each side of her muzzle. The look on her face is, "Well, since I couldn't have that other scrumptious thing-a-ma-bob, can I have this one?" She was a very good girl and dropped it on command. Yuck! What a nose that dog's got.
I tell ya...it's just never a dull moment around here with this dog!