Christi in NYC

Like I said before Roxie has adjusted pretty well to city life but there's something we still disagree on every time we go for a walk... There are little fried chicken restaurants scattered all around and apparently it is custom to just throw the bones on the street. While Roxie loves this custom I'm not too fond of it. For those of you that don't know, chicken bones (any bird bone) are harmful for dogs because they're hollow and brittle and then can splinter and cause internal bleeding. I have tried my hardest to keep her from eating these bones but it is practically impossible because there are so many and her hound senses are better than mine. She never mastered the skill of dropping and so that means I have to pry her mouth open to get anything out. She also never gets sick from them and hasn't had any problems thus far. So I pick my battles. Well on one occasion, she grabbed a bigger bone than normal and I decided this was a battle worth fighting. I pryed her mouth open like I've done all her life and as I'm trying to grab the bone out she was able to clamp down on my finger! She has never bitten anybody or harmed anything before, besides maybe a grasshopper. I was shocked and very upset that my little baby would do this to me. She apparently couldn't tell the difference between my finger and the chicken bone--for the only thing on her mind was that she wasn't going to give up that bone. So I had to pry her mouth open again to get my finger out. She got me pretty good and deep and so I had to walk back to the apartment with blood dripping from my finger and Roxie looking up at me wondering why I was upset. It wasn't to the bone but there were layers of skin and fat cells coming out of the wound. Due to not being on insurance I had to use my medical skills from my old job and take care of it the best I could. Well it has healed over with no infection and all that remains is a deep tissue scar and messed up finger nail.