We Don't Always Share

Yesterday's can of kitchen prep scraps from a local hotel had several nice hunks of fancy cheese rinds.  There were enough to go around for the front yard dogs.  I managed to get a few pictures of two of the dogs.  Tootsie Pie, our adorable old black "found" dog, took off to hide and since I was outside in sandals and short sleeve shirt in 30-something degree weather I didn't feel like tracking her down just for a picture.

Andre uses his front paws like little squirrel feet and is quite skilled at eating only the best bits of the rind.

Madison, the beagle, prefers to hunker down in the leaves at the far end of the yard and slowly lick at her cheese until she feels she's been spotted.  Then she picks it up and scurries away to a safer spot.

As Eve, the little donkey who doesn't care anything about cheese, approaches Madison prepares to take off again.