I’d told my husband to bring out a carrot for Scrambles even though I didn’t really think he’d eat it. I figured the bok choy was just a fluke. What I hadn’t taken into consideration is Scrambles’ love of sticks. Whenever we take him for a walk, the first thing he does is search for sticks. Small sticks, large sticks, sticks with leaves attached, sticks with moss attached, sticks with more sticks attached – he loves them all! And, if we don’t stop him at the door, he will bring the stick into the house and chew it to pieces with the result that we soon have tiny stick pieces covering the floor. (Ever tried to pick splinters out of the carpet? It’s no fun!)
I guess Scrambles thought that the carrot was just another stick. Because he grabbed it out of my husband’s hand and chewed contentedly. Only this time he didn’t leave miniscule carrot splinters in the carpet – nope, not at all. The silly dog ate the entire carrot!