I’ve been trying to figure out what the dogs do when I’m not hanging out with them, meaning, still trying to sleep. I seem to need a lot of sleep, but that’s beside the point. Bear and Teddy normally wake up between 5 and 6, the world still in darkness, and want out. I let them out, fearing, always, that Bear, fulfilling her breed imperative by barking at real and perceived enemies, will wake up the neighbors. No one has ever complained which has been a little mysterious but don’t look a gift horse etc.
Now I know. My dogs wake up when my neighbors wake up. I took inventory of the windows all around me and saw lights everywhere. One of my neighbors told me that is when she and her husband take their walks.
Bear wouldn’t want to miss that. “Yeah, Bear usually gives us a couple of barks, saying, ‘Hi neighbors’.”
I’ve been curious, though, about some of her barks, and yesterday heading up the alley with her on the leash, I looked at the dust. What a story! Deer and raccoon had wandered through in the night, revealingly, ONLY to the furthest edge of my driveway. There was a spot where the dear had clearly turned back, scraped the alley and run. Gee, why?
But what’s the big draw??
Apples. My town has a plethora (ha ha English teacher word) of apple trees. The featured photo is a crabapple tree in front of the high school.
The beautiful old apple tree at the kids’ end of the alley was heavily laden with fruit this year. I went to find a couple of apples for the kids and saw on the ground all manner of half chewed apples — raccoon, bird, deer and who knows what else. The apple tree at City Hall often attracts black bears.
I’m in total agreement with all these critters. Apples are truly wonderful. Maybe that’s why I have several paintings of them.