So we just went out for our post-dinner visit to the yard. Yarn Bandit made a beeline to a corner of the courtyard where he planted a rawhide tree a few months ago, and he tried to dig it up and eat. I declared that disgusting and had to pull him away.
Three minutes later, Kirby is nosing around looking for a good place to go, and he picks up a trail and follows it ..... to..... the same grody buried rawhide. SO MUCH EXCITEMENT! Followed by so much disappointment.
No months-old decayed buried and exhumed rawhides were consumed. They got greenies instead.
Plus, I emailed Blue Moon about my lost gift certificate. 6 minutes later, they sent me a replacement. Thanks for the birthday present.
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