Tigger’s always curious about bags, but it’s only when I bring in the 20-lb. Science Diet bag that she gets excited.  And I have a hard time finding soup bones that won’t splinter, so that’s a really rare treat.

I hate the fact that I was once one of those people, until we were invaded by the outsiders.what the heck did we use to call them? And I have to admit until the past year I could still have been put in that category out here. Ya know the whole “ I live in CA”, so I am special attitude. Ok no comment you lol!

You’re not even close, Jennifer. I have never known you to go out of your way to be condescending or rude to store employees who are trying their best to help you. And I even doubt if you’ve held up a line of 8 or 9 people at the deli counter and made the employee behind it wait on your pleasure while you conducted “an important phone call” and dragged out your dayplanner to check your schedule. And then snapped nastily at some guy at the back of the line about getting a life when he complained that he was on break and he didn’t have all day.

It seemed rather non-stop, every corner I turned in the store. I wanted to shake all of them and tell them to get a clue.

It took me a long time to find a place that had bones. It seems that most butcher shops get slabs of meat that have mostly already been de-boned. But this little place that I’ve found has some really nice sized beef bones that are pretty pliable. I mean they give Terry a good hour’s chew, but they don’t splinter at all. I’m not sure what kind of bones they are though.

Peeps is like Tigger. He doesn’t associate grocery bags coming in the house with dog food coming in the house. Terry has somehow figured out that when I bring all those bags in the house, the dog food can’t be far behind.So she waits and watches and gets all excited. What a let down today. She was SO disappointed!

hum, you think better of me than I do, or most, thats why I love you lol!