11-23-2022, 08:42 AM
(11-21-2022, 05:26 AM)Greg Wrote: What happened to Corbu, dammit!?!?Autumn is gutpile-hunting season -- at least for dogs. Hunters in the area often dress their kills in the field, leaving gutpiles (including legs). There's gutpiles all over the place. If you come on just a leg, it's more likely a predator kill. Anyway, Mitch parked his new Volkswagon ID.4 out in the boondocks and let Corbu out. As he was unpacking his skis, intending to do some cross-country skiing, he absently saw that Corbu had found a deer leg. Now Corbu, who's part Husky, has an uncommon sense of delayed gratification. If he discovers something savory on the outward trek, he'll bury it, and only on the return trek will he dig it up to indulge.
Corbu buries it.
Mitch has special ultra-light cross-country skis, and Corbu just loves to pull him. So that's what Corbu does -- happily pulls Mitch over level snow covered terrain for who knows how far. Then they head back.
Norrmally, when Corbu digs up what he buried, Mitch intercedes before he can indulge. Mitch will throw the leg as far off-trail as he can and will coax Corbu to move on. But this time, back at the car, Mitch forgets. As he's preoccupied loading the skis, Corbu merrily digs up the leg and begins to chomp down.
We talked to Mitch last night. Still nothing but fur in Corbu's poop. Mitch doesn't know what happens to hoof in the digestive tract. "Does it just dissolve?" We're not sure. But Corbu is his old hyperactive self. and all seems normal.
I'm nobody's pony.