Molly, chicken bone

The cat-dog team has done it again. >.< Some cat (Wulfie?) grabbed a porkchop bone with some meat on it off the table, then Molly scared him off and wolfed the thing down. M88 stood there watching her, and said, “Mom? Molly’s eating a porkchop bone!” AAAAAARRRRGH!!! Idiot kid! (In the words of my mother …) I ran downstairs, but by then she’d eaten all of it. I tried to choke some of it out of her mouth, but didn’t feel like sticking my fingers in there. :/ How old is she now? 10–11 years old? *sigh* Nice five years of owning a dog. Owell, God willing, it’ll pass like the other bone. *prays*