Took my son to hockey this morning, and as we returned home and I walked in my door, surprisingly I was not greeted by my happy dog -- He immediately ran into his crate. I knew something was up because he already knew he was in trouble, so, after a few minutes, I found this little pile of scraps scattered around my living room floor...

My dog ate $18 worth of horn

luckily they were just rough cuts off the bandsaw..

LOL

/me starts over...