At almost every meat joint,there will be always be a fellow demanding that bones from the meat he had consumed be wrapped up for him.This obsession with the”bones for the dog” found its way to goat-eating party I had been invited to.Two friends engage in a quarrelsome exchange about who should take the bones home with him.Then this wag quips in,”Why don’t you people start bringing your dogs to parties so that they can eat the bones in the spot.That way we won’t have to put up with two sane adults bickering over bones”.