Raw Food Diet, Day 218- I Win!

Hooray!  The Great Feast resumes!

Today I pick up my marathon training again with a lighter run than normal to test out my newly-healed throat after my cold.  Mom told me that if the rain holds out and we are able to get outside bright and early this morning that I can have a bully stick in the afternoon.  And to top it off, my ounce of feasting meat has been restored to my bowl and therefore to my mouth - which is where it belongs.  Great success!

After a solid year of being a very hairy beast in the legs and belly fringe, mom finally convinced dad to allow her to shave me.  I am so aerodynamic!  I can't wait to show dad what a slow-poke he is on our run.  Dad may have decided it was time for a trim because mom is just so convincing... or maybe it was when someone asked dad if I was a girl dog because I had such a lady-like haircut.  Either way, I'm super cool and sleek and it makes for easier weight checks as my metabolism test was in place.  I failed!  Turns out that I need that ounce of feasting to hold my weight.  This is great news for me.  

Most pups are fed 2%-2.5% of their body weight in meat each day when they're on the raw diet.  But me... The Great Beast Stanislaw... I'm at 5%-5.5%.  Delicious!  And it just goes to show how many nutrients us canines are able to get from real meat - one single little ounce made a huge difference and I immediately began to lose weight.  Hand over those snackages!

So all is as it should be in Beastville (AKA My apartment).  I will rest easy tonight and delight in my afternoon bully stick.  I've learned an important lesson these past few days:  You don't know what you've got 'till it's gone.  That applies to feasts.  Big-time.

Don't take those feasts for granted.

Stanislaw