I quickly traded him the beef neck for pig femur and that seemed like a fair trade to him.
"I'll be wanting that beef neck back!"
Ok, so I was wrong. Wouldn't be the first time. :-p
Vinnie took his time pondering which end of his raw meaty bone he should tackle first. He's a thinker, that pug.
He quickly decided that he should start from the middle...
"Just like a Tootsie Pop!"
And then he figured out a better use for his long tongue...
Holy!! Vinnie, that's just obscene!