Ours do anyway. I peeled one today to a cacophany of clicking tonenails on the hardwood floor and wagging tails thumping against the metal cabinets. I broke off a small piece for each of them, which usually sends them away, but Callie, the hound who is normally quite timid, came back back for seconds, and was actually pushy about it.
I feel like a minor diety, doling out small pieces of godfood to the mortals.
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