Fall Harvest, named after when she was found. When all the leaves dry up and it is time to pick the remaining crop from the fields this is when she was found. Among a bunch of dried up leaves, just resting her eyes she would like to say.
I put out my hand with an apple and waited patiently for her to come back my way. Soon enough she was there and noticed I had an apple in my hand. What a treat when so little food was left before winter. She took it willingly and never left my side since.