Two or three months ago I noticed baked goods appearing in our shrubbery. Or more accurately I noticed one of our dogs, after sticking her nose into the bushes, would appear with a bagel, chunk of bread, or what appeared to be pizza crust hanging out of her mouth. At first I thought someone was throwing these into our yard from the road. The problem with that theory was that we live on almost two acres and many of the places where the white flour “treats” were appearing were so far from the road that a pro baseball player’s arm would have been needed to cover the distance. This went on for weeks with no answers. I asked everyone and although others had seen one of the dogs with these items, they had no idea what was up. Everyone claimed innocence and cluelessness as to where this stuff was coming from. Meanwhile the dogs were not complaining and I wanted answers!
Then, several weeks after the mystery started, the answer fell (almost) into my lap. I was walking across the area between the house and the barn when a bagel fell out of the sky almost right at my feet. Grabbing it before a dog could get to it, I had my answer. Behind our house is about 120 acres of agricultural land. Way out in the middle, (where luckily we cannot smell it), is a large pen with pigs in it. The farmer who has these pigs apparently gets truckloads of old baked bagels, bread, and such from some business and dumps them into the pig pen. No, the pigs were not throwing them 200 yards as a favor to our dogs. What seemed to be happening is that the dogs had some kind of deal going on. I did not think our dogs even knew Dennis the Vizsla and friends, but who else but that bunch could have put our innocent puppies up to it?
Anyway, the deal our dogs had going was with some crows or ravens that hang out in the back field. These birds were grabbing the baked goods from the pigpen and flying over our property on their way to wherever it is that crows or ravens go when on an important mission, carrying large pieces of cooked dough. Once in a while though, one of the birds would lose its grip on their payload and voila, manna from doggy heaven.
For some reason this has recently stopped happening. Maybe the crows are getting better at holding on to their loads. Maybe they are just taking a slightly different flight path that avoids our yard. Maybe the pigs have gotten smart and now defend their food a little bit better. Or, maybe the dogs have reneged on their part of the deal. In any case, there have been no recent near misses with bagels from the sky, the dogs, (no matter how hard they look, find no more treasures in the shrubs, and thankfully the mystery is solved. I say thankfully because if that bagel had not almost beaned me, I probably would have gone to my grave wondering what the heck was going on!