This is my old, little Yorkshire Terrier, Honey Bear. I let him out to to use "the facilities", as I always do. It was so funny to watch him slowly meander through our large back yard, trying to find just the right place to leave his "deposit". It must have taken him five minutes to make his decision.... what can possibly be the criteria for making that kind of decision so hard?
I thought maybe he was looking for the lawn mower wheel tracks? He wanted to make sure he did it between the wheels..... so I would have a better chance of stepping in it. (I can hear him snickering now......)
Or maybe he's looking for some good clumps of grass that are pretty thick and long. That way his "little doggy cigars" (I just made that up, as I'm trying hard not to use the word "poop" in this blog.... oh, never mind, I just blew it (I'm a little kid, aren't I?)). Anyway, that way his "little doggy cigars" will fall down to the soil and be camouflaged for the next unsuspecting barefoot person passing by.
Or what about the old "hidden treasure" ruse. It appears that he's angling one way, and then immediately turns and goes in another direction. At the same time, I'm almost sure he's counting his steps just like a thief who has to come back and pace off where he buried the treasure. Now every now and then I see a head fake too. He like, throws his head one way and turns the other, hoping if anybody is watching that it'll throw them off as to which way he's going next, or better yet, lose track of the step count...... I guess this idea would be an option if he needs to come back later for an evening "snack"..... it's a "treasure" to him. (I know, that's gross.)
Bottom line is, I guess I'll never know what Honey Bear's thinking.... it sure is fun to guess though.
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