Dudley and the new season’s avocado crop

Behold our handsome Dudley. Or Dudders, to give him his cricketing name. I wrote about Dudley’s penchant for self-serve avocados two years ago in The Avocado Thief.

Last year the avocado pickings were very lean, bordering on non-existent, really. This year, we have a terrific crop of Fuerte avocados coming in right now and there is nothing wrong with Dudley’s memory. In the centre of a large area which we are developing into a new garden, I found his stash this morning. At this point the revolting lambs’ tails retrieved from the neighbours just across the fence outnumber the avocado stones but Dudley is working on that. Apparently he has designated this area as his outdoor dining space – not to be confused with his breakfast nook by the house where he receives his morning rations.

The evidence! Left: his stash of ageing lambs’ tails adjacent to his avocado stones on the right

Sometimes I read that one should not feed avocado to dogs as it is allegedly toxic. Dudley is a dog of many talents but he has failed to read these warnings and he has never shown any ill effects from an excess of avocado. The same cannot be said for an excess of lambs’ tails which can, at times, clog up in his gut though this does not appear to deter him for long. An excess of avocado flesh merely gives him a glossy coat. This was a townie dog that has adapted rather too well to life in the country.

Dudley’s outdoor dining area is in the middle of an area under development – loosely referred to here as the court garden because it currently resembles a tennis court in dimensions. The two year plan is for a wildflower garden. 

11 thoughts on “Dudley and the new season’s avocado crop

  1. tonytomeo

    Okay, this is so funny; not because of anything you wrote of course. Brent, my colleague down south just called me maybe two days ago about an incident in his garden. He was loading something into the pickup out front when he heard a strange crash in back, followed by an stranger sound of something like a bag of baseballs spilling into the back of a station wagon. We went out back to see what had happened to find that a huge limb of the neighbor’s avocado tree broke and fell onto his roof deck over his office, sending avocados to every corner of the deck. Those things are quite heavy! He was so frantic with the mess that I could not help but laugh. Of course, I never miss an opportunity to laugh at Brent anyway. I will be writing about it eventually.

    1. Abbie Jury Post author

      All you needed was our Dudley rushing in to grab what he could and removing them to his private larder to stash for later consumption! He would if he could.

      1. Abbie Jury Post author

        Our conditions here are fairly marginal for avocados so they tend to be biennial cropping but every second year, we have plenty to share!

      2. tonytomeo

        I hate wasting, but Brent gets so many that we can not give them all to the neighbors. I take bags of them back with me if they happen to be ready when I go down there. It is weird to see how expensive they are in Oklahoma and Oregon!

    1. Abbie Jury Post author

      I am guessing from your email address that you are not in NZ? There is a running joke in this country when, in the fact of skyrocketing property prices in Auckland, a politician suggested that if the extravagant young people of today just stopped eating mashed avocado on toast at upmarket cafes for weekend brunch, they would be able to save a deposit in next to no time! A 20% deposit on a million dollar property is A LOT of smashed avocado on rye bread or sour dough!

  2. nickembreyhotmailcom

    What a gorgeous looking chap. We too have a canine Dudley, our Choc Labrador and he gets called Dudders a bit. As with all Labs, he would be no use anywhere near your food crops though….it would be as if a plague of locusts had arrived. Still, as I intend to do a blog on his eating habits it is not all bad I guess.

    1. Abbie Jury Post author

      Oh how funny. Dudley came to us as Buddy but we are not Buddy people so we changed his name to something close but more our style. He was four years old and is an exceptionally well mannered dog. We had to train him out of a few bad habits – being expected to receive tidbits every time we ate and expecting to sleep IN our bed were the two worst. But he was a townie dog and, we think, had probably never been off the lead when he was taken off the property. It took him a while to adjust to the freedom here and the foraging instinct was latent at first. But it soon came to the fore. Avocados – he does circuits beneath the trees several times a day looking for windfalls. Worse are the homekill sheep that the neighbour does. I find the hooves, entrails and skins he retrieves from beneath the neighbour’s banana plants where he throws them deeply offensive, especially after several days. Docking season is a rich source of lambs’ tails, Dudley has found. I did ask the neighbour to bury his offal but that is not his way. Should famine strike, I expect Duds would still find food. He is a fox terrier in body, a labrador in spirit when it comes to locating food sources.

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