She actually kind of spit it out at one point, and then pawed at it on the bed, kind of giving it a "that bit me" look. It took some coaxing before she'd go back to chewing on it, again.
Tonight, while I was doing some early-summer planting in the yard (replacing some annuals which had become bunny food), the pup had been running around in the yard chasing her favorite tennis ball. Unfortunately, this meant that the tennis ball - which I had been tossing with my mud-covered hands - got a little dirty. To the point that it needed to be scrubbed off when we got back inside.
This meant that she had to move to her back-up tennis ball. Which, as we all know, is not nearly as much fun to play with as the main tennis ball, even if the main tennis ball is currently in the sink drying out after being scrubbed down.
In exchange, Christopher rummaged around and found a new bone which we had purchased a few months ago when we had one of our "loyalty points" certificates from our favorite pet food store.
This means, of course, that the pup has a new bone. She proceeded to carry it around in her mouth for a while. Then chew on it. Then carry it. Then lie down with it. Then leave it, as she searched for her tennis ball. Then go back to chew on it.
Obviously, life is good when you're a dog with a new bone.
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