Jazz always got dog biscuits at the bank drive-thru when we lived in a smaller town. I would take her with me every month and she loved it. She stopped wanting to go since she never gets treats in this town. I convinced her to come with me today. The bank lady gave her a biscuit! The trick is the window banker, not the tubes. Jazz woofs it down and made sure she didn't leave any in her seat!
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