Notes from a small dog – Finders Keepers


I’d already been out and checked the garden, long before the sun came up. Everything was fine. I could smell where the nightly intruders had passed, but there is nothing unusual about that… the fields at the back of the garden have some really interesting creatures wandering about in them…even now the cows are living inside for the winter. But as the sun came up, she let me out again. Well okay, technically, she grabbed the camera and went out, squeaking like she does… and I just followed. The birds had already invaded… and there was this white thing on the grass.


Well, you know, I had to investigate. “Put it down,” she says. How does she see with her back to me? “It’ll be the crow,” she says. Now, crow is big. I don’t mess with crows as a rule… though I have words with them through the window sometimes. It wasn’t a crow though… it was a big lump of bread and I happen to be partial to bread.  Whoever it had belonged to, I knew who it belonged to now.


There wasn’t a crow in sight. Just the blackbirds and the sparrows that live on the roof. Personally, I have a feeling the pesky sparrows were responsible… they just sit up on the edge of the tiles there and torment me all day long. She calls it singing… she obviously doesn’t speak sparrow. You wouldn’t believe the things they say! I saw them watching…


So, while she’s still oooh-ing and ah-ing at the sunrise and the birds, I thought I should do something about the bread. Fat blackbird seemed none too pleased at me picking it up… but frankly, if it eats much more, it won’t be able to take off. It looks like it ate a tennis ball!


Anyway, in the interests of a tidy garden, healthier blackbirds and just in case the sparrows got any ideas, I thought I should do something about the bread. She puts stuff in the compost bin all the time, so that seemed like a good place to bury it. While I was doing that, though, I suddenly remembered all the other stuff I’ve buried and thought I ought to check on it. You never know…foxes, badgers, rabbits… there’s all sorts of marauders willing to dig your stuff up! Now she says that if I’m going to play ‘finders, keepers’, the rules apply to me and my stuff too . Which I s’pose is fair….but I bet it is just an excuse for when she digs my stuff up. And that usually ends up in the compost too…


‘Course, she has to notice me digging in the flower bed, doesn’t she? Starts squeaking about her nice clean floor…well, me and the mud are outside, so what has that got to do with anything? She got a bit distracted when the wren came in for breakfast though, so I could just get on with the job.


I didn’t even notice it at first… thought it was just another leaf, ’cause it is so small… but it kept her occupied while I dug up a bone. And I have to state my objections right now, just for the record; I am not a ‘vile beast’ or a ‘disreputable animal’, I personally like the smell of rotting bones… and if she doesn’t want them on her sofa with me, she shouldn’t complain about muddy floors… I was only trying to help.


She seems to have a probem with muddy noses too. Noses sort of gave the game away, I think. Hers and mine.

So my bone is in the compost bin… though she did swap it for a chicken treat, so it wasn’t a complete loss.

Anyway, it has been a busy morning and I should probably keep an eye on the crows…

Much love, Ani xxx

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email:
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96 Responses to Notes from a small dog – Finders Keepers

  1. Ani reminds me of my beloved cats…always brought questionable things to me as ‘gifts’, half eaten mice, baby mice, tail-less lizards, even once a blackbird which flew too low… PS My blackbirds are not so fat although they love cheese 😉

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  2. Isabel Caves says:

    Great writing, and I absolutely love the first photo!

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  3. I remember trying to dislodge a bird from the mouth of my hound. Mind you, she wasn’t eating it, just holding it like any proper hound bringing the bird back home. Soft mouth, iron jaw.

    I’m sure Ani feels that if she’s got it in her mouth, it’s hers. There are laws about this kind of think. My mouth? MINE. Many are the chases I’ve had with hounds and terriers and that was when I was twenty years younger and a lot more agile 🙂

    Loved the story. Good one!

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    • Sue Vincent says:

      Ani has only ever had one bird (apart from the cooked turkey she stole and I wasn’t about to get that one brought back). She brought me a dead baby bird she had found…and was utterly distraught, expecting me to fix it.

      Anything else in her mouth is, as you say, hers.

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  4. Ritu says:

    Oh Ani you do make me smile!

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  5. Ani always cheers me up. 🙂

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  7. Ani, were you only trying to provide some lunch? 🙂

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  8. bethanyk says:

    These pictures made my day

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  9. Ani, does your Mom do that “drop it” thing whenever you find something really good?

    Mine decided to try some dumb-ole’ advice from some Dog Journal about giving me a treat when I “drop it” to teach me the meaning of the phrase. (heh-heh-heh – I’ll bet you are right with me on this one, right?) I’m a genius – I’ve always known what she wanted me to DO – she just wasn’t gettin’ what it was that I wanted to do.

    Well NOW, I play dumb until she forks over something better. Try it next time you find some bread. It’s incredible what those 2-legses will do for a crust of bread!

    btw – THANKS for bringing this to my Party. This is one of the best ones yet!
    Woof! Tink


  10. jenanita01 says:

    I think you would probably get on very well with our geriatric cat, Merlin. He brings things indoors too, but they are usually alive and unharmed. Maybe he thinks we will play with them too?


  11. The pictures were too good Sue and you described the whole scene so well.


  12. ellenbest24 says:

    The wrens are skiping about in my garden too having morning a chit chat with Mrs. Robin. Nice captures Sue and Ani hit the spot with my second cup of tea. 😇


  13. Bernadette says:

    Ah Anni, humans are humans and dogs are dogs and the twain shall never meet.


  14. willowdot21 says:

    Ani there is no understanding humans they are totally alien … we dogs are much more sensible. But we do love them !! Hugs Ruby! xxxx


  15. Ani, as always, is charming. We had a dog, Rosie that did that with her toys.


  16. Mary Smith says:

    I’m looking after my sister’s black labrador puppy (5 months), Sula, and today she discovered the joys of wallowing in mud!


  17. Oh, Ani, you’re a wonderful dog, mud and all. xx ellen


  18. What fun to have an Ani around. I am reading Notes from a small dog: four legs to two legs to my son and he is absolutely loving it.


  19. Woebegone but Hopeful says:

    Ani’s thoughts and the accompanying photos certainly have ‘book’ material.
    Just a passing idea.


  20. Loved Ani’s fun filled morning. I think I have a pair of diggers here that might understand that muddy paws and muddy nose from the digging. I have some wonderful holes in my yard to prove it.


  21. adeleulnais says:

    Ani, you and me is the same. I get told off for digging when I comes in and it’s the nose dirt that gives it away. You found the bread you should get it. Much paw love Dante the Dog. (your co-conspirator in digging)


  22. Widdershins says:

    Heh, heh, heh … what a busy time for a small dog! 😀


  23. Ani, you are more interesting than my daughters, poodle Max. I believe in finders-keepers too.You are interesting because you’re inquisitive. Go, Ani, go. 🙂 ❤


  24. omg fat blackbird is quite rotund!! a fun read Sue!! I love a dog’s perspective!


  25. Pearl’s the one for bringing stuff into our house – she’s been known to bring in live hedgehogs! Luckily there’s a bird hospital round the corner from us and they take in injured hedgehogs. Never trust a Greyhound bearing gifts!
    We love that you’re helping Fat Blackbird with his weight problem, Ani – and we know exactly what you mean about the sparrows. They really do use the most foul language sometimes! Millie xx


  26. noelleg44 says:

    Ani, you’re at it again, and I have to admit your reasoning is getting pretty good – although your two legged probably won’t admit it! You might actually have a ‘house crow’! Crows are known to adopt a house and consider it their territory. We have one at our lake house, and we do leave bread out for it. As for that blackbird – wow! what a piggy! Or is it just fluffy feathers?


  27. dgkaye says:

    Lol Ani, you’re too precious. ❤


  28. Denis1950 says:

    Its a tough life Ani, clearly Sue has too much free time, just focus on your admirable housekeeping tasks and don’t worry, by the way have you thought about burying a bone in the washing basket just for a laugh??


  29. I’m glad somebody else can speak sparrow, Ani. They do say some terrible things, yet the humans still feed them. There’s one, called Bobby, that comes into my garden and calls me some terrible names. And all the humans say is “aww, look there’s Bobby, isn’t he gorgeous?”
    Keep on digging.
    Lots of tail wags,


  30. I think you did that chunky old blackbird a favour by taking the bread! What a shame you couldn’t get stuck into that bone, don’t humans just spoil everything?! xxx🐾🐾🐾🐾🐾


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