a deer bone.
Dysis was given two bones to chew by a neighbour Terry after his hunting on the weekend. Dysis has been extraordinately interested int he smells from his garage where he was butchering and wrapping. 
These prizes disappearred when I returned from watching the Grey Cup and suspect 
they are buried somewhere in my flower beds. 
Anticipating the colder weather spend a few hours on Sunday afternoon distributing the final compost and packing all the tools and lawnmower in the garage....it is now minus 20 and just plain cold! OKAY you arctic residents I know this is not really cold BUT...
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