I just gave Jasper a rawhide cigar chew thingy. He excitedly took it, and wandered around looking for the perfect spot to nosh it. But no. There was a problem. He paced, he fretted, he repeatedly bought us all the chew and dropped it in to our laps while looking sad. Eventually, he whined. Then dropped the chew on my lap and howled like all was lost. The reason? A tiny, teeny piece of the sticker was still on the chew. Once I'd peeled it off, he happily took it and is now noisily demolishing it. DH is now convinced he was minor royalty in a previous life.