Ooh, a brand new box of Milk-Bones! We could smell those tasty treats through the box, but there was one problem: the box was not open! How do you spell frustration for dogs? You give them a box of treats without opening it!
Fortunately, Wen grabbed the box, opened it, and poured the contents into our treat jar after she tossed a couple Milk-Bones to each of us, or we would have had to resort to Plan B, which would have been attacking that box until we got ourselves a treat feast. If she hadn’t opened the box and we had ripped it open, there’s no doubt we would have eaten every last Milk-Bone and then started in on what was left of the shredded box!
