I tried Greenies, Tremaine L. Loadholt. Well, I tried them on the dogs. They chewed them up willingly, but then these are dogs who hunt and eat mice, so as testimonials go, it’s a rather feeble one.

What I couldn’t abide, though, was the smell! I actually like the aroma of eucalyptus. In moderation. And from a eucalyptus tree, on say, a misty, cool California morning. Being propelled at me, all warm and humid, from dogs’ panting mouths? NO! It was horrible. I believe I actually uttered, or maybe yelled, the words, “Oh, my God, get AWAY from me!” I barricaded myself in the house for a few hours until the stench dissipated enough that I could stand to be in the same room with them. I was tempted to offer them some cat poop as an antidote. Almost.