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minousbijoux|1339036139|3210882 said:We had a dog, Ursa, who has since gone on to the great meadow in the sky. Ursa was a retriever mix and was a deep rich brown with fairly long hair (thus the name Ursa). She would steal bread - but only fresh french baguettes. Generally, she didn't steal food, and would not think of trying to reach up to the counter to get whatever. But if there was fresh baguette (which, at the time, there was almost every day), all rules out the window. The first few times, she would eat it. But after a while, she would disappear out in the yard with it. I always figured to eat it in guilty privacy.
One day, I was gardening as I did on a regular basis and dug up a rock. An odd rock. Quite light, actually. Looked like a dirt covered rock, but like it was made of styrofoam because it was so light. Yup, the bread.
I soon found these "rocks" all over the yard. She was saving her little treasures for the future until I had to come along and dig them up...![]()
When I would show them to her to see if perhaps she would want to rebury or play with them, she would look at them, then look at me in a completely blase, uncomprehending way, as if to say "what, am I supposed to know what that is or why its there?" and then turn around and walk away...
Thank you for starting this thread. I had completely forgotten about the "french bread fetish" - as we called it- until today and it is a very happy memory to remember her by.
minousbijoux-
That is a magnificent story! Thank you so much for sharing it. I really can't remember being so charmed by a real life dog story. It just sounds so absolutely real and like what any sensible dog who loves baguettes would do! Lovely!
Hugs,
Deb
