While clearing out some old blog drafts, I found this from July 2006:
The dogs are always finding bones and dead deer and skulls and the like down the hill. The other day I took a little bit of bone away from one of them (the gnawing grates on the nerves after a time) and found a little metal plate screwed into it. It was once somebody's pet. How very sad! We hope it died a natural death of very old age. And I'm very sorry that our dog found it and gnawed it.
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