Bully, bully....stick.

Riley and I were so good today at work that mom took us to Pet Cabaret for treats!  Mom bought us these special treats called "bully sticks" - Riley and I were so excited about our new treats that we started gnawing on them as soon as we got back to the car.  

Here's Riley chewing on his Bully stick.  Notice that the price tags are still on our chew treats.

While chewing on my stick thingy I accidentally lost it in between the passenger seat and the passenger door!  I was so upset because I only had it for less than 5 minutes before losing it.  How was I going to get my stick back?! I tried praying but that didn't work. I tried stealing Riley's but he would not share.  I tried using my beagle senses and sniffing it out but apparently there isn't enough suction in my nose.  Finally, I just cried, and cried and cried until my mom got so sick of hearing me whine that she said: "Don't make me pull this car over!" ...just kidding...she got so sick of hearing me cry that she pulled the car over and retrieved my stick for me - I wonder if she was a Labrador Retriever in a past life?

This is a picture of me trying to sniff out my Bully stick - my head is buried in the gap between the seat and the door.

When we finally got home I made sure that my stick never left my sight (or my mouth):

(you can see the stick hanging out of the right side of my mouth)

Aaah! Happiness is a Bully stick:

Tandem chewing:

I don't know what those Bully sticks are made of.  I sure hope they are made from real bullies because bullies are mean...and oh-so-tasty!