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!”