Goliath Bones

We went to Sams the other day to get some essentials. Our membership is almost up, and we wanted to stock up, before we let it run out. We needed dog treats, but they only came in one size:

"No problem," we said. "We'll just break them up."

When we go thome, I opened the box and this found about 500 bones like this:

You may think, "That's not that big." But we usually give Rufio bones the size of my pinky finger. He eats one every day when I put him outside before going to work. I've chopped up a bunch of these big bob marley's into quarters. 

Moral of the story: when the box says "Large," believe the box.