Review on 50-Count Dingo Twist Sticks Rawhide Chews Made With Real Chicken by Timothy Jimenez

I’ve got a super chill, easy going, slightly overweight, chihuahua. Back in 2010, when the world was gifted my chihuahua, I quickly introduced her to what I thought was a simple treat for being a good girl at the end of a long luxurious day of lounging. Little did I know then how addicted she would become to said Dingos. Fast forward to 2019 and we now have to spell out d-i-n-g-o since we can’t say it out loud in our house. Once the dingo drawer is opened she magically appears out of nowhere- with tears of pure joy starting to form. Once that sweet rawhide is in her possession she goes full on hulk mode. I am just so concerned. I feel like it’s past the point of help and we have just hit rock bottom. If we even ASK her to share a dingo she turns into the spawn of satan. I have attached a slow-mo video of her at her peak demonic wrath. I am writing this review in hopes that it finds someone who is also searching for answers to the dingo addition. I’m here to let them know they aren’t alone. On a better note, I got these bad boys delivered the same day I ordered them. Thank you dingo seller!