Oh, the trouble of finding a “good” hiding place

Whenever The Murph is given a special Iams treat, he behaves like the Travel Insurance TV ad where the white dog “worries” about the safety of his buried bone. Murph carries HIS bone upstairs to bury it in a love seat, then brings it back down to bury it in the bed, then carries it to his daytime bed, then repeats this for about a half hour. I’ve no idea why he only does it with this one type of treat, but then who know what goes through their little minds. 😉

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