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DEAL OF THE WEEK

Tremenda Frisbee Discs
25% OFF

Tame that wild puppy's teeth with
Tremenda Frisbee chews; old dogs love them too.

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Puppies; GRRRR! They drive me boney. When my human brought one home awhile back I sulked for days. I considered biting him, but given the consequences I decided to stare at him hatefully instead, bulging out my eyes and flashing the whites like teeth. That didn't stop him from galumphing on my head when I was trying to sleep, or stealing MY ball. Worse, he snatched my person's favorite hat, the one her friend had knitted, and ripped it to smithereens!

That finally got her attention. She knew puppies chew, but she kept getting these toy squirrels that were reduced to stuffing in minutes, or little sticks that were practically swallowed whole. Then she found Tremenda disc chews. They are made out of parts humans don't eat for some reason, but we dogs love. A little of the part's scent remains, so they are irresistible! Humans don't much notice, but then you know about their "noses."

I don't see why Pipsqueak got the first chew, but of course I got one too. Once my mouth closed around that outrageously delectable chunk, all my animus dissipated (I know more big words than you think). The "scent" wafts up through my nose and my teeth make a little dent, giving me just the encouragement I need to keep chewing, and chewing, and chewing. And I can, too, because these things LAST!

The best things is—Pipsqueak is leaving the hats, and the balls, and even ME alone. He goes over to his bed and holds the chew like a monkey, growling at me if I walk by. I forgive him because if he hadn't shown up, I wouldn't have my own yummy chew. It was kind of nice when he wore himself out and snuggled with me, too, but don't tell him. 

Puppies; GRRRR! They drive me boney. When my human brought one home awhile back I sulked for days. I considered biting him, but given the consequences I decided to stare at him hatefully instead, bulging out my eyes and flashing the whites like teeth. That didn't stop him from galumphing on my head when I was trying to sleep, or stealing MY ball. Worse, he snatched my person's favorite hat, the one her friend had knitted, and ripped it to smithereens!

That finally got her attention. She knew puppies chew, but she kept getting these toy squirrels that were reduced to stuffing in minutes, or little sticks that were practically swallowed whole. Then she found Tremenda disc chews. They are made out of parts humans don't eat for some reason, but we dogs love. A little of the part's scent remains, so they are irresistible! Humans don't much notice, but then you know about their "noses."

I don't see why Pipsqueak got the first chew, but of course I got one too. Once my mouth closed around that outrageously delectable chunk, all my animus dissipated (I know more big words than you think). The "scent" wafts up through my nose and my teeth make a little dent, giving me just the encouragement I need to keep chewing, and chewing, and chewing. And I can, too, because these things LAST!

The best things is—Pipsqueak is leaving the hats, and the balls, and even ME alone. He goes over to his bed and holds the chew like a monkey, growling at me if I walk by. I forgive him because if he hadn't shown up, I wouldn't have my own yummy chew. It was kind of nice when he wore himself out and snuggled with me, too, but don't tell him. 

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