Speaking of grazing, my dogs love to eat grass. Not just once- in- a- while- I- have- to- barf eating, but grazing like a goat. My friend has a smooth collie who was a voracious grass eater! I wonder if it's a herding-dog thing-- I've not seen other breeds/mutts do this.
Our labs do. In the summer, they'll munch down long wheat grass like it's going out of style. Even long into fall after it's dead and brown...they'll only stop when it finally get's covered in snow. During the winter it's wood...the half rotton punky wood from the beaver pond, mostly. Their poops are ugly. I'd think some sort of nutritional deficiency, if they didn't get fed better food than us...
My malamute would do this! We would go on a Saturday or Sunday morning walk to Johnny Carson Park across from NBC, walk back through the Providence/St Joseph Hospital Grounds, and then just sit in the shade of the Team Disney Building, at the corner of Alameda and Buena Vista. The grass there would be particularly young and tender, with that yellowish tint to the green - and White Fang would lay there, and selectively crop at the grass, practically like a sheep, for 10 or 15 minutes, as we watched cars go by. If the grass was tender enough, he didn't regurgitate it afterwards.
The hospital grounds also had a couple of Avocado trees, along Buena Vista; on our afternoon walks, if there were any wind-fall avocadoes, or ones which the squirrels had knocked down and taken a bite out of, he would pounce on one, and carry it for a ways on our walk; by the time we got back to Alameda Street, he would stop and plop down, and commence eating his avocado - though I had to be quick and keep him from eating the pit, as well - and taking food away from a malamute is NOT an easy (nor necessarily safe) thing to do.
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Date: 2009-02-15 09:32 pm (UTC)The hospital grounds also had a couple of Avocado trees, along Buena Vista; on our afternoon walks, if there were any wind-fall avocadoes, or ones which the squirrels had knocked down and taken a bite out of, he would pounce on one, and carry it for a ways on our walk; by the time we got back to Alameda Street, he would stop and plop down, and commence eating his avocado - though I had to be quick and keep him from eating the pit, as well - and taking food away from a malamute is NOT an easy (nor necessarily safe) thing to do.