Do you want to know how this happened? I was digging in the yard after a lot of rain. I could smell buried treasure, so I kept digging until I found a bone I buried a long time ago. I did that on purpose. Bones are better when they’ve been seasoned with mud for awhile.
See that guilty look on my face? I brought the muddy bone inside the house, along with my muddy paws. I could understand my mother cleaning off my paws, but not the bone. She cleaned that off too. I lost all interest.