Shady, like most dogs, loves raw hide bones. So much so that she will run to the closet where we keep them if we even whisper the word. She's getting so good, that she's learned how to spell the word. Before offering her one, we would ask if there were any b-o-n-e 's in the house, to avoid disappointment if we had run out. She's caught on to us. She knows what that spells.
She'll spend hours happily chewing away. Her eyes roll back and glaze over like a junkie. Happy time for Shady. Until the cat comes along and ruins her appetite.