Buster has a beauty bark fetish. If he can nab a piece and chew it up, he will. I think he even swallows. It's had to keep him away from the stuff.
I figured out one way to make Buddy happy. There's a hairdresser who's shop is across the street. When I took Buddy out for his "please poop" walk, he went right up to the shop and stood wagging his tail on the front step, looking hopefully at the door. If the hairdresser is around today I'll take Buddy up to the shop again. Oh yeah, and Buddy eventually did "do his duty". Thank goodness.
I just realized the Mariners have a twelve game winning streak on the road. wow. neat-o.
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