Pointing at Bees

The mornings are arriving crisp and damp as we near September. This morning was no exception. Hershey and I skipped our walk. (I've had about 3 hours of sleep. Stayed up way too late!) He settled on the next best thing - searching for rabbits and finding bees in the yard.

The bumble and carpenter bees are usually passive in our yard. When they rise from flower heads, they spook him so badly that he occasionally falls flat on his face while running away.  Anything that flies is dark magic.

His favorite game is alerting me to bees perched on flowers. He'll hold a point for several seconds, long tail thrust towards the sky and head level with back. His longest freeze was almost a half minute. Not bad for a mutt fancying himself as a pointer.

Hershey points.



This pointer points like a boss. Credit: Getty Images.


The brown hound did escape the yard today while Better Half was putting out the garbage. Luckily the neighbor's nurse had just parked. She was able to help him catch Hershey. Otherwise he might have kept to our walking route.