Knick-knack paddywhack, give my Dawg a bone, and what does she do?
She doesn’t eat it right away and then go out and charge more on her American Woofpress card.
She doesn’t borrow against the value of the bone until her bone economy is trillions of bones in debt.
She saves it. Stashes it away for a rainy day. For her retirement. Smart dog.
Perhaps the new garden we are designing should be one giant mattress to stash cash!
By the time I got my camera I missed her digging the hole, hey, in my nice front garden, but I did witness her covering up the deed!!