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Plastic Palate

 

Dear Dr. Mutt,

I’m convinced my master’s a cheapskate. He took me to the vet for my regular check-up, and I distinctly heard the vet tell him to give me bones! But do I get REAL bones? No, not me! Real bones aren’t good enough. He went to the supermarket and bought me a two-foot plastic bone! And when he threw it to me, he said, “This ought to last you, boy!” The nerve! The cheek! At the rate I’m going, I’ll be gnawing forever!   

Chewed-out in Chattanooga

 

Dear Chewed-out,

Bone splinters can be a health hazard so perhaps your master is trying to protect you from choking, but try not to break your teeth on that plastic bone. He could’ve gotten you some leather bones that are a wee bit more expensive and not nearly so hard on the teeth!

  Sparky