Jessie Dog

After 13 years I thought she would like a kong toy. We picked one up and filled it with peanut butter. It took her a while to get the hang of it – she preferred we hold it for her while she liked the peanut butter out of it. We finally grew tired and put it down and she figured it out herself. Then she took it to the backyard and buried it.

Only the 3rd object in 13 years to be buried.

First – the stump of her rawhide bone
Second – a real bone from a steak.

The Girl went and dug it up and we ran it though the dish washer. The Girl filled it and Jessie licked out all the peanut butter and then went out in the back yard and buried it again.