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The fearsome canine circles about the huge hole he has dug while keeping a close watchful eye on it. Now on his belly he crawls up to it, sniffs than darts back. He repeats this several times from various points of the compass, slowly growing bolder. Very cautiously he steps up to the edge of the hole then darts away. The third time and he fearlessly peers into the hole. Ever so cautiously he prods in the hole with one paw. Darting away he approaches from a different angle then prods again.
Then suddenly he lunges, he's got it! Snarling ferociously he shakes his head and backs away from the hole. Another vigorous shake then he plants both feet on his prey and gives it several rending bites. Then he grabs it once more in his teeth and shakes it repeatedly while backing and snarling. Satisfied that he has won the battle he drops his quarry and takes a sprint around the entire perimeter of the yard adding several bounding leaps.
I watch the entire scenario from almost directly above. A little reality check is in order. The driveway where he has gone mining his mythical beast is compacted rock and gravel. So it would be better to describe the cavern as a shallow dent some 6 inches across and 2 inches deep. The cockatrice or sphinx he has unearthed is a tiny scrap of flattened fur covered skin maybe an inch and a half square from some ancient road kill.
To the best of my knowledge, barring antique rodent remains being a powerful hallucinogenic, this has to be a perfect example of animals having a vivid imagination.
Then suddenly he lunges, he's got it! Snarling ferociously he shakes his head and backs away from the hole. Another vigorous shake then he plants both feet on his prey and gives it several rending bites. Then he grabs it once more in his teeth and shakes it repeatedly while backing and snarling. Satisfied that he has won the battle he drops his quarry and takes a sprint around the entire perimeter of the yard adding several bounding leaps.
I watch the entire scenario from almost directly above. A little reality check is in order. The driveway where he has gone mining his mythical beast is compacted rock and gravel. So it would be better to describe the cavern as a shallow dent some 6 inches across and 2 inches deep. The cockatrice or sphinx he has unearthed is a tiny scrap of flattened fur covered skin maybe an inch and a half square from some ancient road kill.
To the best of my knowledge, barring antique rodent remains being a powerful hallucinogenic, this has to be a perfect example of animals having a vivid imagination.
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