My wife and I stopped at the grocery store this morning. We picked up various items including 3 packs of 4" marrow bones from the meat case for our dog. The young man bagging our groceries, wearing his best braids and saggy pants eyes up the bones and our conversation goes like this: Reg: "Dem pig feet?" Me: "Um, no they're dog bones" Reg: "What? We sell dog's bones here? Are they from a dog leg?" Me: "No, they're beef bones for my dog to chew". Reg: "How do you cook them?" Me: "Have a nice day". We laughed all the way to the car.