Egg-cited

Our previous dog, Lucky, helped herself one Easter to the hard-cooked colored eggs I had hidden around the house for the boys to find.  I  had put the eggs in their hiding places the night before.  The boys usually went looking for the eggs and their Easter baskets early in the morning, sometimes before Hubby and I got up.  That particular Easter Lucky ate about a half dozen eggs, shells and all, before the boys got out of bed.   There were only a few faint traces of colored shell here and there to even intimate the previous existence of those missing eggs.

So having had that experience two years ago I decided to blow out eggs, color them, and use them as a decoration on the coffee table in the living room.  For me, blowing out twelve eggs, coloring, and decorating them was quite a a time-consuming effort.  I put the basket of hollow eggs out on the coffee table in the morning on Good Friday.  After returning from church in the afternoon there was only an overturned basket and plastic grass on the floor.  Every single "egg" had been consumed by our current dog, Sparky.

Recently I read several articles that eggs are good for dogs, even the shells, because they provide a source of protein and calcium.  But over-consumption might cause gastric distress in some dogs.  Neither of our dogs seemed to be adversely affected by their Easter binges.

This year I was determined to have colored egg decorations again.  But I, being very clever, bought  wooden colored eggs.  Wooden eggs do not smell like real eggs, I figured.  I placed the eggs in a basket on the coffee table in the late afternoon.

We all went about our business in various rooms of the house for the rest of the day.  When Hubby went into the living room to turn off the lights before going to bed, there on the floor were the basket and all of the "eggs" strewn about.  There were no teeth marks on the eggs, but obviously even faux eggs are objects of desire for our dog.

The eggs are now sitting high on a shelf where the dog can't get to them.