Meet My Boney
You can't have my boney, because I love it. But you can look at it.
When I am scared (if there is a loud noise, like the emergency alert system, thunder, mom dropping something, or thunder), I go get my boney and take it to mom.
When I am bored, I chew on it.
Sometimes, my brother, Cubby, takes it and chews on it. He gets it all bloody when he chews on it. That just makes it better.
Sometimes, I just sit with and and keep it company. I love my boney.
The boney is bacon flavor, but usually I have original flavor. We only have the bacon, because the totally nice people at Nylabone sent me bacon flavor for free! They are so cool!
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Welcome (officially) to www.dogswithblogs.com.au. I am so glad that you now have your own blog - us "full figured gals" have gotta stick together :-)
Lots of love,
Opy