It took him many years to figure out how to do this. We spent many years in an apartment and all he had was blankets. After five years of living in our house and 11 years of life he figured out how to bury a bone. He did such a good job of it the first time it took us over a week to figure out where he hid it. The only way we knew he had buried it was when it randomly appeared several days later covered in dirt. With no obvious hole anywhere around it took us completing a recon mission just to catch him in the act. Finally we found it under one of our plants. He finally accomplished his mission as part retriever.
Since then he buries them quit regularly. We actually got on to Bailey the other day thinking she had devoured hers and moved on to Shiners only to find the dirt covered bone laying out on the porch several days later. We took Bailey's bone away several times giving it back to Shiner when all along she just wanted what belonged to her.
The first picture was a few weeks ago. Since then I was startled when I was watering the flowers and noticed something out of the norm in the back of our rose garden. I laughed when I realized it was his bone.
Once he realized we spotted the bone in the above picture he went and got it. Once he thought we weren't looking he went and tried to hide it next to the fence. We enjoyed watching him.
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