Fate’s Proud Of Her Rawhide

This is becoming a regular thing. Fate must have quite a stash of rawhide hidden around the yard.

For the past week or so, at some point during the day, she knocks (well it’s really more of a scratch) on my studio door to come in. When I open the door, she has a soggy rawhide or bone in her mouth  and drops it at my feet.  I tell her how nice it is, pick it up and look at it then give it back to her.  She parades around with it in her mouth for a while then stands at the door to go out again.

Fate’s proud of her rawhide.

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