And it is for pecans. She gathers them outside, brings them through the dog door, and crunches on them for what seems like hours in the den. She actually eats them and that's why she hasn't been eating her dog food lately. The crunching makes my own teeth hurt when I hear it!
Early this morning, I got up to take a whizz and I stepped on one in the hallway. "@!#$%!" I screamed. I hurt so badly on my sock covered feet and I almost busted my ass.
You should see me getting out the vacuum to vacuum up the empty shells. It is a labor of love. I want her to be happy, though. I don't protest too much. Well, maybe a little. It's a mess!