Usually I won’t even think to give my dog a cooked bone. We had a nice Lamb roast during the holidays and as usual I had a garbage thief. The same thing happened when Dali discovered corn on the cob. We see a very determined chihuahua racing for a hiding spot, with a large object clenched in her jaws. I monitored the lamb bone. After each sitting I put it into a sandwich bag and over the next 5 days she has had a wonderful time wearing it down and getting the marrow out. I also gave her strips of dried sweet potato [purchased that way] and this seems to have kept her digestion just fine. Unfortunately kibble isn’t the favourite for this diva these days. We play dog bowl curling between the two of us – she kicks it to me and I kick it back, only to take it away for another time.
Note the place-mat – as the bone was greasy and odouriferous I made her use it even when she wanted to chew while on the sofa. After each one hour chew fest, I had to wash her face and paws, as she smelled strongly of roast lamb.