Katra >, if that's their real name, wrote:
>In article >,
> Damsel in dis Dress > wrote:
>
>> Until a couple of years ago, we had a black lab named Panther. Her
>> favorite toy was rocks. We'd let her out to do her thing, and she'd come
>> back with a rock in her mouth. We had a big pile of them on the deck, and
>> they were all over the house, as well. She chewed on them like they were
>> bones. Goofy dog!
>>
>> Carol
>
>Misty, my old Australian Shepard, also chewed on rocks.
Strange, isn't it? I've even heard of dogs jumping into lakes to retrieve
rocks that have been tossed in there.
>It cracked her back teeth and she had to have teeth pulled later on in
>life. :-P
Oh my! I'm glad that never happened with Panther.
>She passed on a couple of years ago at age 15.
Neither of us can remember why Panther went to a better place at the ripe
old age of 8. Sometimes, you block painful things. Crash *thinks* it was
her kidneys. Gives a whole new meaning to kidney stones. (gallows humor)
<looking upward> Love ya, Panther!
Carol, aka Mommy
--
"Years ago my mother used to say to me... She'd say,
'In this world Elwood, you must be oh-so smart or oh-so pleasant.'
Well, for years I was smart.... I recommend pleasant. You may quote me."
*James Stewart* in the 1950 movie, _Harvey_
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