This picture is evidence of the silliness of our ultra friendly meek golden retriever, Chewbacca. When he is given a chewbone he will walk around the house whimpering looking for a place to hide it, then waits by the door to be let out. If I don't let him outside to bury it, he puts his paw on my leg and sits there looking at me with this pitiful look, waiting. And waiting. This goes on for about 20 minutes until he gives up by either putting the chew bone behind a piece of furniture or laying on it. Eventually, within a few hours, he will start to gingerly chew on it. And once it is soft, then he devours it in a few minutes. Any animal behaviorist out there want to explain? :)
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