I must admit this product has done nothing but confuse me. It smells like bacon. It tastes baconesque. My roommates stuffed brownie treats inside it (really people? bacon and brownies?) but seemed rather aggravated when I tried to eat. Is it a treat? Why does it taste like food if you don’t want me to eat it? Is it some sort of punishment?

I’m constantly befuddled by what I am and am not allowed to do. After lots of sour spray and cayenne pepper, I now take it that chewing on the deck in the backyard is a no-no. And yet they let me chew on small lengths of two-by-four, which is what the deck is made of. Is this human logic? I’m allowed to chase the Kong for hours every day, but never Kong-sized animals. Digging holes at the beach? Awesome. Digging holes in the backyard? I totally get in trouble for that! I’m allowed to chew up and even EAT carrots. But not this bacon thing.

I’m going to go ahead and guess that this is a toy and not a treat. In which case I’ll recommend it for dogs with small, weak jaws. The kind of dog you might buy a blue or even red Kong for. If you have a black Kong dog, do us all a favor and steer clear of this one. Being a dog is hard enough without all these arbitrary mixed messages.