Bones are to dogs as pacifiers are to babies. They should stick that one on the SATs. My dog, Bailey, has very high energy. To occupy her time, and give me a break from her begging for constant attention, bones are one of the most helpful tools in my toolbox. I am particular with what bones I feed my furbaby. They are not all created equal. Realm of Vibes is honored to feature Peacebone, who creates all-natural, antibiotic free, non-GMO, preservative free, bones.
Peacebone impresses me. Their bones are made in the USA (from my home state of NJ!). Peacebone only selects USA farm raised and USDA inspected beef from local farms for their bones. They have created a high-quality product that is sourced responsibly. All the bones are hardwood smoked.
Peacebone sent me The Pacifier, The Peacemaker, and The BareBone. The Pacifier is a slow roasted, hand-trimmed all Beef Kneecap, approximately the size of your fist. The Pacifier retails for $3.19. The BareBone is their most popular marrow bone, about 4-6 inches in length. It retails for $5.49. The Peacemaker is a beef hind leg, approximately 7-9 inches in length. It retails for $7.99. Peacebone offers a variety of family packs and my personal favorite, the Peace Pack, which includes one Peacemaker, two BareBones, and two Pacifiers. Shipping is free over $49. You will receive your bones two days from placing your order.
Peacebone also sent me Earth Rated, lavender scented waste bags, a personalized thank you note, and a bag with tree seeds, attached by a dog bone paperclip. Peacebone gives back; they want you to take a hike and plant a tree (they send directions with how to grow the seeds), and are invested in the “Zero Carbon Footprint” initiative by shipping with USPS. Not only are the bones you purchase high quality, but they are environmentally friendly. (The waste bags also have a breakdown component in them; they just can’t be coined biodegradable due to current United States FTC regulations).
Please be responsible when your dog is enjoying his or her bone. Peacebone has their disclaimer on the label of the bone. They should be eaten outside with supervision. If the bone splinters, discard immediately. The bones are not for human consumption.
Let your canine enjoy the bones outside. Otherwise, they will make a mess. Bailey truly enjoys her bones, but I must monitor her while she chomps away at the meat and marrow. Fortunately, none of the Peacebone’s splintered and provided Bailey with a very long lasting, enjoyable experience. Bailey preferred the Pacifier, and this kept her well entertained for over an hour. Heath, my last foster dog, enjoyed the BareBone. He loved the marrow and grinding on the corners of the bone. Bailey didn’t know what to do with herself when I gave her the Peacemaker. She kept running around the yard with it until she finally settled down and gnawed until her heart’s content.
I would absolutely purchase Peacebones in the future. I am not only pleased with the quality of the bones but are happy they are responsibly sourced. I compost, recycle, and feel strongly about taking care of the world in which we live, so Peacebone providing seeds and being environmentally friendly means a lot to me as a consumer.
Head over to Peacebone to spoil your canine companion. Be sure to follow them on Instagram and like them on Facebook!
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When the adopters arrive, I appear nonchalant, but secretly, my insides ache. My heart drops into my stomach. I hold tears back from streaming down my face. I remind them that if it doesn’t work out, to call me, and I will take the dog back, no questions asked. The dog that doesn’t want to leave my home is the most painful to watch. I turn away, or the composure I work so hard to maintain will be lost. I enjoy watching the dog that leaves confidently, as I often wish I could tackle new adventures as fearlessly as they do.
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