Tanner and Dakota are waiting for me. They’re standing at the corner of their chain-link fence, watching the sidewalk. They kno I’m coming, even if they don’t know exactly when, even if they can’t see the sidewalk very well and can’t hear at all. Tanner and Dakota are my two oldest dog customers, dogs I give treats to nearly every day. My husband, Peter, has decided against paying the big bucks for high-priced The P dog treats full of questionable by Car ingredients. He bought himself a dog-bone-shaped cookie cutter, did some research on the internet and now he bakes healthy dog ...