During apple season, Mongo is always on the lookout for fallen apples. Despite the fact that he has been stung on multiple occasions by yellow jackets hiding in the apples, he continues to scoop them up if he comes across a tasty one.
This morning, Mongo had scored another apple from a tree near the house. He carried it back and then into the kitchen.
Dad looked at him and asked, “Do you want to EAT?” EAT being one of Mongo;s favorite words, he opened his mouth, dropped the apple, and did a happy dance around the kitchen.
Dad prepared his kibbles and green beans, and placed the bowl on the floor. Mongo scarfed it up with his usual gusto. Then he appeared puzzled for a moment as he surveyed the kitchen. When he saw the apple, he sauntered over and scooped it up again.
Now Mongo knows apples are outside food. So he stood there in the kitchen with the apple in his mouth, looking at Dad expectantly. He was waiting for Dad to give the command “OUTSIDE”. Instead Dad threw him a curve ball.
Mongo has had his issues with apples. Last fall he learned that it is not always safe to pick apples up from the ground, since one can never be sure if a mean-spirited critter, like a yellow jacket, has taken up residence in the apple, and might object to becoming part of Mongo’s snack. But in the interest of continuing education…
Mongo had finished all the apples again. Dad and he were finishing a walk back from the school, when Dad led him over to the apple tree again. Mongo just stared at Dad reluctantly as Dad leapt over the bar ditch once again.
“It’s OK buddy. It’s pitch black and rainy. There won’t be any yellow jackets around tonight.” Hubris hung heavy in the air.
Mongo learns quickly, maybe quicker than Dad. They was almost out of apples at the house. As Dad, Spork, and Mongo exited the school yard, they crossed the road to the wild apple tree. Dad dropped the leashes and leapt over the bar ditch to the base of the tree. He turned around to look behind him.
Mongo stood on the other side of the road, giving Dad a dubious look that said, “No way, Jose!”
“Not taking any chances with yellow jackets, eh buddy?” Dad began to gather apples. Read More…
Mongo loves apples. When he and Dad go on walks, Mongo will scoop the ground apples up from under the neighborhood trees and bring them home for snacks. Dad will typically grab a couple of apples off the overhanging branches as they walk by, and put them away for Mongo treats.
Today, Dad and Mongo learned the downside of feral apple gathering. Mongo and Dad stopped under a tree to pick up some treats, but they were not the only ones to have that idea.