I was out for a trot at the P-A-R-K when I caught a whiff of the most incredible scent! I buried my nose in the grass and followed the trail to a chicken bone rotting on the ground beneath a bush. I lay down beneath the bush and began chomping on my treasure. Unfortunately, just as I was starting to devour my delicacy, Alpha Mom called me from the path.
It’s not every day that a hound dog comes across something this yummy. I couldn’t just leave the bone until the next morning. What if another dog found it? I grimace at the thought of a poodle taking my chicken bone. This left only one solution: I would have to take the chicken bone home with me.
I heard Alpha Mom approaching from behind me. For some reason, she doesn’t share my enthusiasm for buried treasure. But this chicken bone was special and I wasn’t going to let her take it from me! I gulped up the bone and managed to bury it in my mouth. The bone didn’t quite fit between my teeth, but I figured it wouldn’t matter because the bone still fit inside of my cheeks. With the bone safely wedged in my mouth, I spun around and ran back toward Alpha Mom.
Alpha Mom reached down to pet me, and I thought that I might be lucky enough to get a belly rub right here in the middle of the P-A-R-K! Unfortunately for me, Alpha Mom had her own agenda. She pulled me toward her and placed her hands on the sides of my face, just behind where I was sure the chicken bone was safely concealed. Alpha Mom pulled her hands forward across my cheeks and out popped the chicken bone! I have no idea how she saw it. I mean, I guess my cheeks must have looked pretty funny with the bone wedged inside, but I thought I had been pretty sneaky hiding it in my mouth.
Here’s the good news: Alpha Mom made me leave the chicken bone behind in the P-A-R-K, but I’ll bet that tomorrow I can get back on the scent and find it again…