|HOLY CRAP, IS THAT A WOLF?!|
My dog trainer, Andrea, isn't a huge fan of rawhide because it doesn't digest easily and some dogs can bite off big hunks and choke. There are products that resemble rawhides that are 100% pig skin - yep, that's how it's advertised and having pets IS this glamorous. My dogs LURVED it, but they are more expensive and not available at Kroger, where I lazily throw a pack of rawhide in my cart and move on.
|My dogs loved the pig skin thiiiiiiiiisssssss much|
Charlie, our terror, ahem terrier, has been super destructo lately. It's colder, we are insanely busy and she's not getting walks or outside time like she should. Yesterday, she destroyed her bed. At least it was her bed and not any of the human beds in the house. She yanked it by the teeth until she bit a hole in it and pulled out all of the stuffing. In the immortal words of Monty Python, it is an ex-dog bed.
In order to keep her crazy a little under wrap, and to make Lucy, my big dog - or as the rest of my family call her, our good dog - happy, I gave them both small rawhides this morning while getting ready. Lucy demurely held her chew bone and ate it like a normal dog. Charlie looked more like this.
|Where Charlie is the kid in black and the chew bone is the other kid in black.|
In fairness, that rawhide had it coming.
This is where my blog goes when the semester ends and I'm done grading. Get used to it. I'm not teaching next semester!