We walked to our local Petco yesterday to buy Tomokee a Christmas gift. After all, he's been a good boy, more or less. It's not that he needs more treats or toys, but it would be nice for him to be able to rip and tear into something without hearing "NO!" every time. I picked up a small hickory smoked bone and a stereo dumbbell squeaky toy (as if "stereo" makes a difference in squeaky toys!) I decided not to buy a giant beef hock bone that was about half the size of his head. (What is a beef hock, anyway?)
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