Bones are bones are bones.

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Yesterday, my aunt brought Luna a toy. It had that typical bone shape that no real bone has. What Luna likes about it is that it has a bright color and that it squeaks. Luna´s bed, with a foam that I´d love for my own bed, has a cover with a red background and little bone pictures over it. I think that Luna likes it because it is warm and soft. I bought some cookies to help with her training. Everyone says to give her something if she responds to an order. And although my own experience with Luna is different (she prefers to be petted by me to anything), I got said cookies. They had the bone shape And finally, the vet told me to buy bones, real bones, cook them in water no salt and give them to her to play and chew. None of the real bones had bone shape. And she love them. They must be hidden in anyone of the holes that Luna has made. Saved them for a rainy day. This is yet another story written by a puppy´s foster mom.