Our little Litter Picker

As soon as Moss finds a bottle her tail goes up

I think that Moss should have a job with the council as their off-piste Litter Picker!  Yes – I know I’m her No. 1 fan, but she’s really good at it.

Most days we walk in our local woods and often she finds a plastic bottle, or at the very least a tin can.  Perhaps it’s just a phase, but it gives purpose to our walks.

Our woods are well cared for they are certainly not full of rubbish.  Yet when she bombs off into the undergrowth she invariably returns with a plastic bottle, she finds them in places that most humans would struggle to reach.  Once she’s found a bottle her tail goes up and she charges about, occasionally flicking it up into the air and pouncing on it like a kitten. 

She’s fantastic at entertaining herself.

Towards the end of our walk I take the bottle from her and put it in a bin.  She’s not remotely bothered, she just looks up at me with her kind eyes and if to say,

“Fair cop Mum”

I rather admire her positive disposition, I guess she’s confident she’ll find another one tomorrow.

AJK