I love fresh cherries. They are pretty dear this time of year, but I splurged and bought a couple of pounds any way. I was laying in bed reading and munching cherries with my four HairyButts in attendance- sprawled all over the bed that non-QI owners might think was MY bed. It's not. It's OUR bed.....
Now, my silly Hoover puppy (he'll be two in Jan. so he won't *technically* be a puppy any longer- but I think he'll be a puppy until the day he dies at a ripe old age) will eat anything. Literally. Bugs, fabric scraps, newspapers, etc. Well, *if* the newspaper is laying perfectly flat he'll leave it be. But if one small corner is turned up, then it's fair game. He gulped down the cherries like they were kibble and asked for more- I doubt he even tasted them. He wasn't named after the vacuum cleaner for nothing!
Darling Missy will eat anything that I eat- fruit, veggies, peppermints, olives, etc. Anything. If I eat it then she wants some. She even watches enviously when I take my medications. She's mommy's girl all the way. She munched her cherries right down and asked for more, too. If mommy loves eating them then Missy loves eating them. Nothing to discuss there.
Sweet Daisy wants love..... heck with food, just love her. I put two cherries on the palm of my hand and offered them to her. She carefully lifted one cherry off and set it aside. Took the second cherry and set it aside. Then she gently kissed my hand and then gave me "The Nose" where she roots around on my hand and tries to flip it up on her head for strokes. So, I put the two cherries back on my hand again. She removed them one at a time and gave me "The Nose" again. I gave up on feeding her the cherries and gave her some lovies instead. She was happy.
Then there's my sweet, goofy Simon. He'll eat what I eat because he thinks he's supposed to. Doesn't mean he likes it, but if mommy says to eat it then he will. But he chomped down on the first cherry and decided he didn't like the crunchy center. So the next four cherries he gently chewed.... and spit out the pits! The pits were as clean as I can get them, too! He seemed to be telling me "I'll eat the darn things if you want me to, but I draw the line at the rocks in the center of them".
Silly precious creatures.
Leslie, Missy & The Furbabies in MO.