Wednesday, September 2, 2009

The Traveling Apple

Gizmo enjoys picking up random objects on his walks, from sticks to pinecones to rocks, and carrying them in his mouth. He's got a particularly good trash-radar. If there's a wrapper from anything, he locks onto it with military-like precision and screams like a wounded banshee if I won't let him take it with us.

The thing is, he frequently drops what's in his mouth, so I finally established the rule that when it comes to dropped "treasure", I don't change my pace. Otherwise, I'm constantly stopping for him to pick stuff up. Now, if he drops it and he can't snag it before I've walked on, it's gone.

Recently, it's become his goal to bring home one of the apples from a tree in the neighborhood. The thing is, he can only carry them for so long before he ends up dropping them, because they're a bit big for his mouth. He's been getting better, but he still hasn't managed to carry the one all the way home. He's started to leave them at one specific spot. I don't know what Phase 2 of this plan is.

So if you live in our area, and are wondering why there are fourteen apples piled up by your mailbox, with some dirt kicked over them, even though nobody within sight of you even has an apple tree, don't be alarmed. It's just part of one little fox's master plan.



Picture Taken On: Janurary 16, 2009

3 comments:

  1. Keep trying, Gizmo. You'll get it there someday.

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  2. I know exactly what he's thinking:

    1. collect apples
    2. ??????
    3. profit

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