Good for her.
But why must she use this pink bag with a mouse on it? I think a photo of a nice dog would be better. Maybe I should get her a Pluto bag, or (ha ha ha) a Goofy one!
Anyway, I just had to check out the bag to see what she brought home for me, or maybe not for me but something that I can sample anyway.
I had a little trouble getting it out of the bag. I will admit that as clever as we pups are, it would be nice to have opposable thumbs once in a while.
A little stretching, a little bending, a little nudging, a few gentle tugs with the teeth, and I soon had it out of the bag. Mom and dad never even knew that I took it out of that mousie-carrier. What they don’t know won’t hurt them.
So I took my doggie treat off to enjoy it in peace and quiet. While I chewed on it, I made some plans for how to get that steak out of the bottom of the bag! Does anyone have any hints that would help me?
Thanks, and I’d be willing to share the steak with you. That is, if you don’t mind it raw and a little tenderized first …