My dog has a song she likes for rawhide bones.
Gnaw, gnaw, gnaw, gnaw
Gnaw, gnaw, gnaw, gnaw
Hey, hey, hey.
Goodbye.
A three-reader face-palmer of a dadjoke
An Indian chief was feeling very sick, so he summoned the medicine man. After a brief examination, the medicine man took out a long, thin strip of elk rawhide and gave it to the chief, telling him to bite off, chew, and swallow one inch of the leather every day. After a month, the medicine man returned to see how the chief was feeling. The chief shrugged and said, "The thong is ended, but the malady lingers on."
