While I was out today doing errands, I stopped by the little pet store in Columbia City. There I purchased a real bone filled with peanut butter or some such snacky thing for Rosie.
I'm now being serenaded with sounds of: *gnaw* *chew* *pop* *scrape* *lick* in no particular order. When I went over to check on her, she wagged her tail a lot and sat up to let me pet her, but as soon as I took my hand away, back to the bone she went in short order. She's curled up on her doggie bed now, chewing the hell out of that thing.
This is one happy dog. :)
I'm now being serenaded with sounds of: *gnaw* *chew* *pop* *scrape* *lick* in no particular order. When I went over to check on her, she wagged her tail a lot and sat up to let me pet her, but as soon as I took my hand away, back to the bone she went in short order. She's curled up on her doggie bed now, chewing the hell out of that thing.
This is one happy dog. :)
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Date: 2007-01-17 08:19 pm (UTC)From: