Buried Bones

This week, in the never ending quest to make life better for our apartment-bound dogs, I started giving them bones to chew in the morning. This has worked wonders. They're teeth are sparkling and they've been model apartment dwelling citizens. However, I was perplexed by how quickly the bones disappeared.

Today the mystery was solved. Upon vacuuming under the sofa cushions, I found a week-load cache of fresh and partly eaten bones!

Never mind that the sofa is strictly off limits to these canine creatures, or that I have yet to find them actually perched on this forbidden surface... When the coast was clear, for lack of a yard, they have cleverly buried their treats deep in the sofa folds! Talk about improvisation!