Hector, the Wheaten terrier, is a true garbage collector. He finds treasures along the way during our walks in the neighborhood. Yesterday he found a discarded empty chocolate milk carton on the sidewalk. He proudly carried it along and hid it somewhere else.
Today he found it again, carried it to yet a new hiding place, obviously to confuse anyone who would try to steal his treasure. This evening - same procedure - the empty (by now dirty and a little torn) milk carton was dug up and hidden among the fallen leaves on the ground behind the bakery at the top of the street.
I am amazed how he remembers from day to day, where he hid his garbage, excuse me, treasures, and how happy and pleased he is with himself for being so secretive.