You know were this is going don’t you; another misadventure of living with our sweet dog Moses.

We keep his treats on the lower shelf of our pantry in the kitchen. He usually gets one before we leave the house for laying down and not rushing out the door with us. The other day I must have been in a hurry and left the door to the pantry slightly cracked. When I came home I felt a lot of crumbs on the floor but hadn’t vacuumed yet that day so shrugged it off.

When I went to feed Moses later he took about 2 bites, looked at me and walked away. I was shocked. But we are trying to wean him to completely dry food which is harder to eat. When we tried before he did the same thing. So, I let it go. When Jason came home I mentioned that Moses had been leaving a lot of crumbs from his bones and suggested that we only give him half for now on (less crunching). He agreed and said he would break them in half while I finished making dinner.

Much to his surprise the bag that had been nearly full that morning was open and had only 3 or 4 bones left. Whoops. I guess all the crumbs were from Moses eating the whole bag. The funny part was that the pantry was closed and the bag hadn’t moved. Smooth Moses, you almost got away with it.