Perfect score on texture
It's 5:57 am, and the dog, Milwaukee Mile, is chewing a nylon plastic polyvinylchloride somethin' or other bone that's supposed to taste like bacon. I think I have to try it. I'll report back.
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It's 5:57 am, and the dog, Milwaukee Mile, is chewing a nylon plastic polyvinylchloride somethin' or other bone that's supposed to taste like bacon. I think I have to try it. I'll report back.
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ok, that was pretty gross.
Posted by: Pat | October 12, 2005 6:55 AM