Mandy doesn't like most of the leather chew-things for dogs, but she does enjoy these. They're $2.50 or so a box, but there are several in a box, and she'll chew on the same one for days.
I used to give them to her outside, but I finally realized Buddy ends up with them; and he'll chew up the whole thing in five minutes flat.
The thing is, the two dogs have this game. Mandy will go prancing over toward him with the chewie in her mouth, chomping on it and letting as much as possible stick out, so Buddy can't miss seeing what she has. If he doesn't notice right off the bat, she'll give it a little toss in the air and let it fall to the ground to lure him over. That never fails to work, and the tug-of-war begins. Buddy always wins, which what Mandy has in mind all along.
I do love watching them play their game, but because of the price of those things, I normally make Mandy stay in the house with them. This morning, though, she wanted out SO badly with her chewie. I told her no several times, but she kept giving me that pathetic look and walking to the door.
The pictures tell the rest of the story. If I'm having a bad day, all I have to do to cheer up is give Mandy a chewie, send her outside, and watch this saga replay itself. It never fails to make me laugh out loud.