The life of a dog

Since Jonas has come into our lives our original babies, the dogs, have taken a backseat to our time, love, and affection. I started feeling bad about this and decided to buy them each a bone for Valentines day to show them we really care. I mean, nothing says I love you like throwin' the dog a bone. So Scout, our boxer, gets her bone and immediately starts pacing around the house looking for a place to hide her bone. She isn't at all interested in lying down to chew on it. She starts pawing at the floor trying to bury it and then starts whining. So much for a nice quiet night with the dogs busy with their bones. We finally let her out and she immediately runs to bury it somewhere in the backyard. Oh, well...