Originally Posted by Barefoot (Post 887846)

My little dog enjoys ferreting out dried up portions of worms and geckoes.
Then he snacks on them or rolls in them, a disgusting habit.
I often wonder why I have dogs.
And then one of them looks at me and I remember.
Unconditional love.

I used to have a dog (70 lbs) that suffered from separation anxiety.
He "ate" four love seats, and more than a few carpets.
Perhaps he didn't eat them, just destroyed them, and they were toast.
Still, I loved that dog and still miss him.

Originally Posted by Trayderjoe (Post 887068)

Our friend Jenny loves bagel dog bones from a local bakery. She literally runs down into the basement (our Sunday morning spot) when it is time for her dog bone, and she tracks the bag holding the dog bone until the bone is given to her.[/QUOTE
Wait... There was a shop in Muskegon that sold those. It's a bagel store; can't remember the name.

Originally Posted by CFrance (Post 887071)

Actually the place I buy them from is "Big Apple Bagel". Not sure if they are in Muskegon, but we have one in Midland.