Sparky's acting very weird. About a half hour ago I gave him a bone. He took it outside, as he often does when I leave the back door open. I went out to say "hi" (with no intention to take his bone, I swear!) and he got up and moved to the side of the house. I peered around the corner, and he came back, with the bone in his mouth, and went to the other side of the house. I figured I was making him nervous, so I came inside, but peeked out the window. He was walking around, with the bone in his mouth, as if he were looking for a place to put it.
So I waited about ten minutes, and then looked outside. He was at the back of the garden, by the fence, looking a little bit like he'd been caught in the act.
I took a photo, since I'd gone outside thinking to get some good shots of him on a sunny day (rare around here!). He walked to the side of the house again, with the bone in his mouth, and I went inside and called my husband, describing the dog's behaviour. I interspersed my commentary with talk about the manufacturing report I'd been reading, since I didn't want Sparky to overhear and become suspicious.
Then I watched through the window as Sparky went into the rose bed appeared to bury his bone.
That was all about twenty minutes ago. I just peeked, and he's got the bone again, looking for a safer spot to hide it I guess. Maybe he overheard me telling my husband on the phone what he was doing and figured he better outsmart us.
Often, when I give Sparky a bone I hide it in the living room, and he enjoys finding it before he eats it. This time I didn't do that.
I wonder if he wishes I had?
I know dogs hide their bones sometimes. It's almost a cliché, the dog hiding a bone. But Sparky's never done it. He's not really into clichés, preferring to be an Original.
Now he's inside, having safely hidden the bone again. See that look of innocence?
On a related note, if you want to see where I buy his bones, our local pet shop, Desborough Pets, was a location for a couple of scenes in this BBC comedy, Not Going Out (based on Three's Company). The show itself is kind of stupid, but if you're into dumb BBC comedy, you might like it. Except for the part where the rabbit dies. Both rabbits, actually.
See? Britain can be a scary place for pets. No wonder Sparky decided to hide his bone, just in case.
After dinner we went outside, and Sparky wandered down to the stream, where he started digging something from the muddy bank. His bone. It was waterlogged and soft, since it was rawhide. He shook it to shake the dirt off, then ate it.