
I ordered a small pack of sweet potato rawhides for Glory and a small pack of the much smaller sweet potato fries for Sunny and Pappy.
To Bob's skeptical amazement, Glory thinks the rawhides are yummy. They're big enough so I can cut them in half and she still feels like she's getting a good sized treat. They're tough enough so a half rawhide takes her a while to chew and she enjoys the process.
The two little dogs differed, as usual, in their opinion.

Hey Mom, if I stick one ear up and look cute will you give me another one of those yummy things?

Mom, surely that didn't count as a treat! Can I have something else please?
As Meatloaf would say, "Two out of three ain't bad."
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