Hmmm.  I didn't know that it could be done, but Luke did it.

Right now, the big thing at work that everyone is buying is these raw bones from a local butcher.  They sell huge ham bones and what I call "soup" bones for next to nothing and now that the dog folks found out about them the butcher can't keep his "by-products" on the shelf!

Someone at work gave one to Luke the other night, which he happily gnawed on in his crate while I helped out the beginner obedience class.  He continued to play with it afterwards and we took it home with us.  It's still sitting in the living room (in other words, intact!).

This morning I brought a fresh one into the office to keep him occupied for what I assumed would be the entire day.  I was sitting at my computer when all of the sudden I heard a big, "crunch."  Hmm, that was odd.  Then a bit later another, "crunch."  I got up to go see what Luke was up to and OMG, nearly the entire bone was gone.  Eeek!  He's not supposed to EAT it, is he??  I didn't think that kind of bone came apart!

I took the meger little leftover fragments away from Luke and he followed me all the way to the garbage can with a disdainful look in his eye.  He has continued to periodically come over and stand over my trash can sniffing longingly (come on, the piece is not that big!).

I've been sitting here all day watching him, hoping that I will be able to "see" if something happens with him.  You hear all the time about dogs eating bones that end up getting stuck or rupturing their bowels.  *sigh*  I'm sure he'll be fine (fingers crossed) but I'm still kicking myself for not supervising him closer while he had the bone.  It was a good sized one, too -- I'm still shocked that he was able to chew it into pieces.  Now I'm concerned about the rest of them in the bag and may end up throwing it out.

Here's to hoping that my strong-jawed pooch makes it through the weekend.  *wink* 

In other news, I actually squeaked in some practice with Luke last night.  The competition agility class was held last night because their group was canceled Tuesday due to weather.  This meant that there was a nice course set up for me in the back when I went to lock up.  I put Luke on a down/stay outside the ring while I walked the course -- I figured this way he'd be more amped up about my return rather than just bored from walking around the ring with me.  It worked!  He was just as nutzo as he is at the trials.

He flew over the dog walk and I yelled at him to WAIT.  He did -- he stopped right above the yellow, looked at me and LEPT off the plank.  I said nothing and just walked back to the other end and told him to walk it.  Then I was *very* firm about telling him to stop.  He actually laid down on the DW, which is fine by me!  It seemed to get the point through his head.  When we ran the course the second time it was just lovely.  I had no idea that my dog would have so much energy yet at 8:00 p.m.  I wish I could say the same for myself! 

PS -- Chiropractor appointment on Tuesday and another trial coming up next weekend!