The Midnight Loquat Run – or Eat, Sleep, Poop!

Yum! Little Monkey

Yum! Little Monkey

So the loquat tree is laden down with tons of ripe orangey fruit. Yum! Sparky the grey squirrel and Little Monkey the dog both love this time of year. Mr Spaghetti Legs eats a few, but does not seem obsessed with them.

Unfortunately, LM does over do it all. Initially, she has to gorge herself on the fruit, often starting way before they are ripe, with green ones. Then she eats any nice ripe ones that have fallen on the ground. After that, she leaps high in the air and plucks the fruit from the branches.

Usually, this is self-limiting. Eat too much fruit, get a sore tummy, stop eating fruit. But periodically throughout loquat season, LM has to repeat the whole process of over indulgence.

This results in the midnight loquat run. That is – scratching at the door to be let out – at midnight, 2 am, 5 am etc. Because, what goes in has gotta come out – apparently at these unearthly hours!!

I don’t mind too much, as it is lovely wandering round the garden in the dead of night surrounded by silence, often with amazing stars to look at, or a welcoming cool breeze after the heat of the day.

But really, I do need my beauty sleep!!

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11 thoughts on “The Midnight Loquat Run – or Eat, Sleep, Poop!

  1. Pingback: The Midnight Loquat Run – Again! | Mad Cap Dog

  2. Garfield Hug

    LM behaves actually like my pet pooch Dobermann! My pooch has gone to doggie heaven but she used to reach up our Jambu Ayer tree to pick ripe fruits and chow down! I love loquats and am glad you have this tree. Loquats are great for throats – it soothes! Reading your post this morning reminded me of my pooch ๐Ÿ™‚ Thanks!

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  3. pensitivity101

    Know where you’re coming from with midnight runs. Best outdoors than in. ๐Ÿ™‚
    Maggie would get us up every night at about 2am when we were in the house. Something would disturb her, but we never found out what. Since being on the boat, she is sleeping through until we get up, though her slumber starts at one end of the boat on her bench, then she moves into the middle in the bathroom, and finally gets on the bed behind my knees as she used to do. Methinks she gets cold, and cuddled up to Mum and Dad is always the best place to be!

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