Ho Ho H-uuurrrrpp!

We ordered some very cool holiday gift items from Drs Foster & Smith, including a basket make of edible rawhide containing 25 rawhide candy canes. Each one has a strip of red and a strip of green rawhide wrapped around it to look quite festive. This was to be our giveaway to our neighborhood dogs and those who come to our next beagle meetup.

We received the shipment and left the on the kitchen table, covered and, we thought, inaccessible to The Beagles. Why do we keep underestimating the power of the hound nose, especially the late-in-the-day HUNGRY hungry nose?

So I got home this evening to see our foster bagel (beagle-basset mix) looking just slightly guilty, and our Katie (first beagle we got in 2001 from a rescue group and the light of our lives) sneaking upstairs with something in her mouth. It was the rawhide basket, still intact but completely empty! Uh Oh. A quick investigation revealed clue after clue - a chair askew near the table, the box lid wide open even though we left it sealed, plastic wrap and a ribbon on the floor in the corner by the window, and no rawhide candy canes to be found.

In my best C-CSI (Canine Crime Scene Investigation) mode, I continued looking around the house and discovered three (and later two more) areas on the kitchen floor where the obviously too-hastily eaten chews had made a return appearance. BLEECCHH. They were essentially just bitten and swallowed, not chewed, so the two dogs had engaged in their own eating competition like the ones that skinny Asian guy always wins with the hot dogs.

And yet they both were DYING of hunger and howling to be fed dinner when they came in from their potty break.

Just another day in beagle paradise!


Joyce