Milk Bones

Trousers graduated from his first puppy training class last week…or maybe it was two weeks ago. Time melds together when you don’t sleep much. Anyway, we bought him some really moist and meaty treats because despite graduating, I still think he is a disobedient tool with a thick skull and needs high value bribing. Both boys, upon smelling the treats, admitted to me that they each thought the treats smelled “sooo good” and they each independently wished they could eat them. Gus later told me the treats tasted good, like beef jerky. Disgusting.


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