The pets in my house get treats every morning. The cats get their evaporated milk (kitty crack as I call it) and the dogs get a bone of some description. This morning they were both given a split pig’s foot. Skeeter, as usual, placed his on the last step of the staircase and proceeded to demolish it. Flossie scooted out of the dog door with hers and I assumed she ate it outside or more likely she had buried it as is her wont. I was right what Flossie had done (which is just so Flossie), was bury it so that she could dig it up later, then rebury it and so on and so on so she can keep digging it up all day.
She has been in and out of the house periodically with the ever more filthy pigs foot in her mouth. The first time it had just a light dusting of dirt and leaves on it, the second time it was totally covered in black soil, the third time it was coated with not only the black soil but had a healthy cover of large leaves as well. I would provide a photo but “someone” ate my camera battery charger. You have to give it to her, whereas Skeeter only got pleasure out of his bone in the morning, Flossie has had the benefit of it all day. I liken it to children and Halloween Candy, there is always one that gorges on all the candy all at once and always another one who stashes it away to eat later. Flossie is the stash it away and eat it later child. As we speak she has dug it up for I believe the last time and is now eating it, I suppose she figures that she will get a new bone in the morning so she better dispose of this one now.
I have to point out that she not only does this with bones but with pretty much anything I give her. More often than not when I am left with the last crust of a loaf of bread I will break it in two and give the dogs half each. Skeeter will eat his immediately, Flossie will inevitably bury hers somewhere. If she is feeling adventurous she will take it outside, however if she can’t be bothered to do that she will simply turn around and bury it in the cat litter box. It is not unusual for me to see her carrying around a sawdust covered crust of bread several hours later. Like I said, she is weird.