Just a quick addition to yesterday's musings on banana growing. Wherever there is abundance there will always be those who feel they have the right to simply take what is not theirs.
This quiet corner of St Lucia is no exception and we have to be vigilant at all times to get to our hard-earned spoils before another snatches them from our mouths.....I refer to these dispicable characters as the Banana Bandits! Though in reality they could equally be dubbed the "guava grabbers" and even the "dasheen diggers" (the latter being a starchy yam-like root, that they dig and eat raw). Perhaps a cover-all would simply be the Canine Kelptomaniacs, for in reality they will help themselves to whatever they can.
During guava season, George & Ilsa will pass the two trees that grow
low to the ground and check the fruit every morning but will never
touch them until they reach the fragrant, perfumed stage where they take
on a flush of delicate pink....when that happens, it's every man (and dog) for
himself and a case of the early bird (dog, (wo)man) catches the worm!
Joking aside, it is my firm belief that this is not an act of wanton greed, but instead that this clever pair of canines carry some sort of deep, in-built ability to seek, find and devour precisely what they need to counteract the deficiencies of commercially produced dog food. An upset tummy will always lead them straight to the nearest fruiting banana tree....