So I sometimes get in trouble for my “I want to MEET you!”
bark, but Rolydog gets in just as much trouble for stopping suddenly to
eat. He’ll lunge for a French-fry
in the gutter, or a fallen persimmon (all slimy and soft – gross!) and just
about anything else that looks tasty to him. And believe me, just about
everything looks tasty to a Labrador.
He’s forever saying, “yum, you should try this!” and after a while it
wears a guy down, so I figured, since we’re stopping anyway…
The first thing I’ve come to enjoy is rosehips. On one of our walks we go past a yard
full of rose bushes, and even Curlmom lets us stop there. It’s a great place to read the news
from other dogs, and the ground has lots of what Roly calls rosehips: small
hard crinkly shapes, sort of like his dog food (which I’m also rather fond of),
that taste like Springtime. It’s
easy to crunch them and they’re good for the digestion.
You do have to be careful, though! Some days when it’s been
raining there are things that are rosehip size and rosehip shape, but when I
started to bite one it had a hard shell and was persimmon-slimy inside! Then I
noticed another, and it was moving slowly across the sidewalk! I sniffed it –
it didn’t smell like rosehip. I learned my lesson: always sniff before you
bite. Roly said I’m catching on.
The other treat I tried was the foie gras. You can find it on the grass at the
kidplay place, after the geese (Roly says that’s the short name for
fatflyingsquirrel) have been there. It’s hidden in the long grass, so having a
sensitive nose like mine is great for searching them out. They’re little tidbits, but oh! so
delicious! Curlmom tried to put it
on our list of “not your job” foods, cause evidently there are parts of the
world where foie gras is frowned upon, but then she gave up, saying something
like “chacun a son gout!”
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