Roxie is on a mission. No one knows why, but she is driven to bury. I suspect even she understands the futility of her actions but is powerless to stop. It’s her instinct… her very powerful instinct.
Today she attempted to bury a ‘bone’ under my tush and under the cushions on the sofa.
OK, explanation time. First they’re not real bones but those twisted rawhide chews. Second, there’s no place in our house to bury things so Roxie does the best she can–she just hides them!
Once she positions the bone she gently nudges it out-of-sight. Then, if there’s anything loose nearby she’ll try and move it to hide her cache. She spent a few minutes trying to move my pajamas to make sure the bone couldn’t be seen.
This behavior has become more obvious over time. I wonder if it’s a phase or just a sign of more things to come?