Bone Ownership.......

is very stressful :) Poor Little B, whenever he gets one of these rawhide bones he becomes very stressed because he has an urge to hid it somewhere, not eat it. Yesterday, after pacing about endlessly he decided the best place to hide the bone would be the garden. Today he found it and brought it back inside. After about 20 minutes of wandering around whimpering and scratching at the sofa cushions trying to bury the wretched thing, I swapped it for a dog biscuit and put it away. He's now forgotten about it and is relaxed and quiet.

Read my kindle until really late last night/this morning and so had a lazy start. So lazy in fact that I'm still in my jammies and it's gone mid day.