So far the bones I've seen produced have been ground into tiny bits. He must've chewed thoroughly.
And the massive amounts of gluten-rich goodies seem to be binding the cooked bone bits into firm... umm... "thingies."
He didn't have any evil accidents while I was at work today (just a benign accident of the sort one would expect after stuffing an innocent canine with 3 or 4 days worth of food and treats - I told him it wasn't his fault).
Keeping my fingers crossed.
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