Happiness Is A Chew Bone


Meet a dog who enjoyed the simple things in life. Yalu loved her chew bones. The best thing about them was chewing and chewing until the chew bone was down to the nub. That was when something magical happened. The chew bone nub would grow legs, sometimes wings, and head out to parts unknown. I personally think chew bone nubs ended up next to the missing laundry socks. Unlike lost laundry socks, a new chew bone would show up to replace the one that went away.

It’s great that something so simple could bring Yalu so many hours of joy.

Let’s see, I need a good transition to promote Yalu And The Puppy Room. While I am thinking about something witty to write, click here.


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