Cookie Wars

I was asked to explain the cookie war because I mentioned it on Facebook. This is the cookie/bone in question. Sitting so gently on a slightly chewed rawhide bone. Each one of the dogs got one at Christmas. They don't eat them right away. They like to guard them and hide them. Gaston carried his around for days, hid it and then suddenly one day it was just gone. Carmel on the other hand guarded hers for awhile, then decided to bury it in a planter on the patio for a week or so (see earlier blog).





It's almost a week now and you can see evidence above that it's actually being "chewed". And it's also the center of the weeks tug-of-war. Which one of them will reign supreme? It got so bad that Carmel would not even leave the house to go potty without the bone - evidence below...





Results so far are that Camel has won. She has turned into a regular little demon growling at Gaston if he even came near the side of the room she is with her bone. I've tried to capture her wrath, but she turns into a pussycat when she sees the camera. She is really so "quiet" you may have to turn up the speakers to hear her baby growl. .






I got this video because Gaston could not get back across the room - Carmel had him trapped in a corner and she was NOT letting him go by without an argument. I just wish I could have caught it when she jumped at him. I think Jason would be impressed with her ferocity! Gaston on the other hand was remarkably calm and seemed to know that Mommom would come to his rescue.

It's insane to think that they can get so fixated over one bone since there are at least a dozen other chewies on the floor as I post this blog. And I post another blog about the dogs because it's a way I can share the everyday joy of them with everyone - especially Melinda who misses them so much!