A Sunny July Sunday

This morning’s moonshine I love this tree!  Green and yellow is a favorite combo color of mine.

Sunday morning met us and so did the lovely moonshine. Look closely. You’ll see her. And this is my Verawood tree, one of five I have. The other four are smaller. One of the smaller ones is a tree I started from a seed from this tree. This one is best known here at Fort Doberdale as “The Luigi Tree.” Yes, it is! It’s a big boy!

Taadaa!  I found it.  I’m Raven the best nose in town! A good peanut hiding place!

We had a peanut hunt this afternoon. I hid them all over the Fort Doberdale campus – above and below nose levels. I hid one in a planter attached to a pine tree. Raven found that one. Impressive!

Taylor found a peanut…stretch and reach! The Pippinator!  She found this one.  It was under the bird cage, so I moved it for her.

Taylor found one and had to get in a compromising position to pull off the finale, but she did it and munched that peanut. Then Pippin found a peanut I’d hidden under a birdcage. She tried, but needed help getting to it, so I lifted the cage up off the peanut, and she grabbed the nut fast.

Work it, Annie, work it! Annie’s sniffer is at work here. Annie’s a good hunter!

Annie, even though she’s shorter than the Dobies of Fort Doberdale, kicks arse at finding peanuts. She’s a hunter supreme. Look at this. She finds those peanuts above and below nose level! Annie rules!

Can you find the peanut in this picture? Bouchard, the Frenchmann, isn’t so swift with the sniff.

Can you find the peanut in this picture? Neither could Bouchard. But it’s there. He found others, so don’t feel bad for him, and he’s working on his peanut hunting skills. After all, he’s used to hunting those snails.

There you are! Raven’s sniffer works really well! Little Big Pants aka Raven Fence Walker

After Raven’s earlier find, she follows her nose to other above-nose hiding places. It takes her a while to pinpoint the peanut, but by Goddess, she finds it and gives it a good crunch to let the world know.

Regis O’Verten doesn’t think it’s worth his old man energy to hunt for peanuts. Lilian swiping Baby’s first and only found peanut! Baby Diva gets a hand-fed peanut

The seniors are less enthusiastic about this game. Though Baby did find a peanut on her own, as she began enjoying it, Lilian (surprisingly) took advantage of my senior Baby, and swiped most of it. So I cracked open another one for the Diva. Meanwhile, Regis stood mostly in one place. Earlier, he dropped a turd in the house by his food bowl. So when I was delivering breakfasts, I had to figure out why he wouldn’t go near his. Bingo! The egg was found, removed, and all was well for Regis to dine. He’s old and turds come out unplanned. The best part of this is how indignant he gets over finding one. As if someone else left the thing in his way. I don’t know if that’s the gramps in him or the male in him. 🙂

Luigi’s got a nose for finding things on the ground, too! Luigi’s a magnificent peanut hunter.  He has the height and the nose for those in the upper level.

Luigi, he finds those peanuts upwards and downwards. He’s got the nose power and dedication to continue on until no peanut goes unfound.

Helen

About Helen

I’m a Southern California living in South Florida. I’ve been here for 10 years as of October 1, 2007. No matter where I live, I’m a dog lover, and my breed is the Dobermann Pinscher of the Working Group. I am also fond of the Australian Shepherd of the Herding Group. My life revolves around my dogs, which is something those family members of mine don’t understand. So I’m an island in that respect, but have built friendships with those who are doggie lovers and respect the canine as much as I do. Some do rescue, some train in, compete in, and judge AKC trials. The common thread is our dogs are family.

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