Carmen Miranda, our beloved boxer, came into our lives as a rescue and evidently hadn't known many luxuries in her life. When given her first milk-bone dog biscuit, bless her heart, she didn't really know what to do with it. She carried it around, seemed pleased to have been given it, but didn't grasp the concept of eating it. Only after breaking the bone into pieces, did she realize it was to be eaten. Well, it is now a staple in our pantry and if forgotten results in a glare our way and fussiness until we realize what is going on. We always have a back-up box ready in case we can't get to the store in time. Milk-bone dog biscuits - one of life's little pleasures!
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