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From the mind of Ann Chiappetta

The Bone Hoarder

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May the Dog Chronicles – Christmas 2020 unveiled canine gifts judiciously chosen with two objectives in mind: price and product longevity. We were not going to spend more than ten bucks a bone and the product would need to be tough enough to deter a beaver, er, a young dog with terminator teeth. Before I get further along with this post, let me also mention    we wanted to avoid a product with toe breaker status, as in the real beef bones that, when dropped or kicked, will feel like it just crushed   multiple digit flanges.  We have grown to hate these bones and yet we cannot part with them, like a broken toilet seat.

 

It’s funny how the mind forgets going through this with other dogs. Nikka, for instance, possessed razor-edged chompers that shaved off skin with a mere touch. May’s gleaming fangs, while not like  razors,  honor the years of knuckle bandages and Nyla bones of her predecessor, Nikka, with honing the ends  of nyla like bones   which lay in wait to impale a foot with prison shank precision.

 

Back to the purchases.  We finally added two large breed Nyla brand wish bone flavored bones and a Nyla like chew that looked like a hammer or T.     On Christmas day May and Bailey both put some dents in all of them and we shivered with dread when the T shaped bone was determined to also be a toe breaker. At least it wasn’t my foot put to the test. Don’t worry, Jerry’s foot didn’t bruise. may and her bonesThis image requires alt text, but the alt text is currently blank. Either add alt text or mark the image as decorative.

 

 

Adventures of May Dog

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“I’m missing a lollipop,” says Jerry.
“Look in May’s crate for it,”
A minute later, Jerry returns with the as yet uneaten candy, still in the wrapper.
“She hid it under the towel in her crate,”
Saving it for later, I guess.

close up of May dog

May dog face close-up