Tate.......um, excuse me mom, what exactly is this? and what should I do with it? oh dear, what is that I smell??, ewwwww, is that, oh dear, is that, BLOOD?????, ewwww, oh my.....um, well, ok, I'll give it a try, here let me lick it a bit...well, that wasn't too bad....ok, maybe just a bit more.....maybe if I chew on it a little bit it will get better (insert vision of Tate chewing with his front teeth like a beaver).....ok, that is not bad at all....but you know, maybe I will just wait patiently over here & watch Kort......oh dear, mom, is this cartilage on my chest???? oh dear me......
Kort......what is that you have??? is that a, dare I hope?, a bone???, a real bone!!!! Gimmee, Gimmee, Gimmee!!!! Got it, oh gosh, finally, a bone, a real bone...I'm in heaven, I'm in heaven!!!.....what should I do first, run away as fast as I can before mom changes her mind & realizes her error.....a real bone...gosh darn golly gee, a real bone!!!!!!
In the end Kort chewed all the "meat" from the bones & Tate got to lick and gnaw on the "clean" remains! so, both boys were happy!
The End!......
Tate couldn't believe there was 24 weave poles!......









Here I am pleading my case with Kort..."if you just look at mommy, there will be a big reward!"
These 3 pictures show how well I convinced Kort to focus on me!.....

I had Perkins overnight so he came too, just to hang & visit!......
This is Esmae, a young Aussie trying her best to distract Kort !......

















