Bone Appetit — 1 Comment

  1. Our last dog, Henry, a Boxer mix who lived to be almost 14, was a champion counter surfer. He ate countless loaves of bread, cookies, a huge Gingerbread house covered with candy, an entire chicken carcass leftover from making soup, and most notably half of a huge pork loin. Frozen. Wrapped in butcher paper. He always managed to recover from his gluttony unscathed. He looked like a stuffed sausage for about a week after eating the pork loin. Technically, I guess he kind of was a stuffed sausage!