I still have a bone and you don't

Today I gave the three dogs a rolled bone. When all of them first took their bones from me they looked like they had a cigar in their mouth. Before I could get a picture they all took off in different directions.

Cookie and Sugar ate theirs very quickly and as you can see Winston did not. He teased his sisters by taking his bone down the hall and eating it in front of them once theirs were gone. Sugar ignored him for the most part but poor Cookie cried the whole time.