Hudson has, in the past few months, discovered bugs.
Seriously. In the past few months, it’s like he just realized they exist. Unlike most dogs, he doesn’t try to eat them…he just waaaaatches them. And sniffs them. And watches them. And sniffs. And sniffs more. He’ll occasionally get something cornered and just stand over it and sniff.
It’s a really funny thing to watch. He’s excited, tail up and ears perked, intent and curious. With the exception of a couple of smaller bugs that I think he inhaled, he hasn’t harmed any of them. Well, unless you count alerting the humans who squash them.
After he discovered crawly bugs, he discovered flying bugs. These were much more difficult – they escaped sniffing so easily, just taking off! And they were harder to spot. He spent days trying to figure out how to get close enough to sniff them.
Today, he finally figured out snapping at flies.
…how on earth does a dog make it to past 3 years old without learning to snap at flies? I mean, I understand that some dogs have no interest in it – one of my parents’ dogs is like that – but Hudson seems to have decided it’s fun now that he’s figured out how to play the game.
(this lighter note is brought to you by a day at work that has left me feeling like my brain has been scrambled by how hard I was thinking)