Millie is part lab. Probably mostly lab. She has a lab appetite. She thinks she’s always hungry. Which is why she had a weight problem when she was a young dog. Which is why I feed her a half can of green beans with each meal – to help fill her tummy and keep her from thinking she’s hungry all the time.
I have bird feeders in the back yard. Most of the time she leaves them alone but sometimes she likes to eat the bird seed that the birds have knocked out of the feeders and is on the ground. Usually in the spring when it’s been raining and the ground is soggy and the spilled seed tends to stink. That’s when I have to go out almost daily and clean up the seed before she can eat it.
It’s been kind of cold here lately. We’ve had some snow. We’ve had an ice storm. Ground is frozen. Which means the bird seed on the ground is frozen. Which makes me think “whoo hoo!! I don’t have to worry about Millie eating bird seed!”
I. Was. Wrong.
That goofy little dog has decided that clumps of frozen bird seed are a new delicacy and she MUST EAT ALL THE SEED . . . which means every time she goes out, she heads to the area where the bird seed is and starts feasting on her new treat.
Rocky told on her . . . he came to the back door and looked at me like “Mom, she’s doing it again” and waited for me to step outside to see what she’s up to.
Curse. Swear. Filth. Foul. WTF is wrong with this dog?!
So I have to keep a closer eye on her than normal . . . and I have to go out tomorrow while it’s still daylight and chip up the old bird seed to keep her from eating it.
I swear that dog is responsible for a good bit of my gray hair . . .