The Pear-fect Time of Year

Our dalmatian, Bam Bam, is about to get very sad - or maybe it's confused. Three months of pure bliss are about to come to an end. For about three months, he can count on pears falling from the trees that line our driveway. I'm not sure how he came to realize that these pears are his all-time favorite treat, but they are part of his routine. From the time they start dropping, his routine is to pick one up on his way back into the house and proceed to devour it on the dining room carpet. Sometimes he snags one quickly and rushes back inside. Other times, he has to sniff around until he finds just the right one. Some days, he proudly prances, tail wagging, pear in mouth, back through the door. Other times, he picks it up, walks a few steps, places it back on the ground and looks at me - a signal that I am to carry it for him into the house, then hold it out so he can grab it back. I read somewhere that pears are among the foods it's okay for dogs to eat - I pray it never makes the danger list, like chocolate or grapes, or we're in trouble! Sadly, I noticed this weekend the last few pears are clinging to the limbs. Soon, Bam's poor little nose will be sniffing under the leaves, trying to find that last hidden piece of fruit. We'll try to fill the void with Milkbones until next fall. What unusual treats do your pets love?


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