Raw Food Diet, Day 191- Animail

There are rows and rows of clangy boxy things at ground level of my apartment building, and day after day my humans return to the same one. After our noon weebles outing, my mom will usually stop by this clangy box place and make Big Pupi and me Sit Like Good Boy while she opens the little door to the box and fetches shredding materials. Yesterday a soft and flat package emerged from this clangy box, and mom said it was for me! (...and Big Pupi, I guess.) As we were headed to the elevators, Lisa - a super cool lady that works in the lobby, gives me pets and lets me cool my belly off each day on her floor - told me that I had a package and handed my mom a little brown box. More mail for ME?!

I skipped all the way back to my home with excitement. What could it be?! Mom opened the soft package first, and pulled out two snoods! Turns out that she had been looking for snoods for a long long time, and our grandma located some and sent them along. Our ears dangle in everything and even though the fur gets trimmed right up to the leather, we still manage to get them filthy with feasts and other stuff humans don't like. Snoods keep our dangly lobes neatly tucked away. Well, up to now we had makeshift dishtowel snoods that had been fashioned with a hair elastic, but I like the real thing much better. I just so happen to look smashing in my new snood.

I guess Big Pupi looks okay in his too.
Big Pupi absolutely HATES to have anything slipped over his head, so it was a bit of a struggle to get that on him. Someone should tell him that he'll wear it when feasting! Then maybe he'll be a bit more cooperative. Speaking of feasting, I had to test out my new attire.
Great success!

After a quick snooded snack of dehydrated salmon, we opened the small brown box. Inside we found an order of supplements from B-Naturals.

First we got the Green Blend, which is a mix of alfalfa, irish moss, algae, spirulina, seaweed and other good stuff. This is a great way to get all your minerals, and you only need a teeny tiny bit each day. Also in the box was the Immune Blend, which is jam-packed with all sorts of vitamins, probiotics and digestive enzymes. It's flavored with chicken liver and when the jar was opened Pupi and I started whining because we wanted to eat it!
Each of our supplements and our digestive enzymes used to be given separately, but to make our people's lives a little easier they now only have to measure out a teaspoon of the Immune Blend for each meal and toss in a fish oil pill. Simple! And you all know how I feel about efficient feasting. I need my meals ASAP. The Immune Blend is great for any pups that could use an immune system boost, and since Pupi and I are such social boys about town our folks feel it's best to keep our systems in tip top shape.

As if the day couldn't get any better, mom disappeared for a while and came back with a bag smelling of deliciousness. I was disappointed to learn that it was human deliciousness, and it all went into cupboards and the meat locker for safe keeping. Well, not all of it went into human storage... mom got us canned salmon!
Pupi is a salmon fanatic and goes to town on his meals when there's a scoop or two of the fishies on top. Delish! It's very important to get a variety of proteins to ensure that we are exposed to a wide nutrient profile, and also to avoid the development of food allergies. This canned salmon is a super easy way to mix things up.*

In other non-feasting news, I want to give a big howl of appreciation to Momo and Pinot for the Daily Blogger award!
We may take the weekends off, but this is inspiration to get my humans to take down my dictations on Saturdays and Sundays as well. Lazy people! From one set of spaniels to another... we love it! If any of our blogging pals post more days than not, and if you haven't yet received this award, consider it yours! We'd love to pass it on.

Keeping my ears clean while snacking on salmon,

Stanislaw

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Big Pupi has to add a comment:

I just wanted to remind any raw feasters -- fish that swim upstream to breed should NEVER be fed raw. They may contain a parasite, and if this parasite is infected with a rickettsial organism it will cause Salmon Poisoning Disease. These types of fish are only safe after thoroughly cooking, as this kills the microorganism. Dogs are the only species susceptible to the disease, so if your human loves sushi tell them not to worry, but also not to share any with you!

Vanilla ice cream, on the other paw, carries no parasites and is creamy deliciousness. I am counting down the seconds to my birthday tomorrow, and I've been eyeing that container of creamy feasting that my humans got for Stanislaw's birthday and saved for mine. I need candles and stuffies and belly rubs and a morning at the bark park and sleepies in the human crate and...

Raw Meat Diet, Day 72- Concerning Pigeons

As I wait patiently for my raw chicken feet to arrive from the meat co-op, I wanted to let my readers know about my feelings regarding pigeons. I've been hunting birds my whole life, and I have to say that pigeons are some lazy, fat cluckers. If my dad ever let me off my leash, I swear I could kill about 40 of those wobbly trash-eaters in about 2 minutes. Not that eating trash is bad, but pigeons shouldn't mess with getting too close to me if they want to keep their wings. In fact, one morning I was doing my business outside when all of a sudden 10 of those pudgy scavengers swarmed over me. Naturally, I bit at them wildly and got one in the face. His buddies saw what had happened and high-tailed it out of there. My dad wouldn't let me finish the dirty fowl off, but I think the bird got the message. If any pigeons are reading this, I just want to let you know that I will bite your face off.

Stanislaw, the Great Pigeon Hunter

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brother's tasty bits:
We're down to our last scraps of meats as our humans try to get enough meals together to make it until we get our co-op order. That's supposed to come in about a week and a half from now, and I can't wait! We've got all sorts of delicious new things on the way and Stanislaw and I are never shy about digging into some new grub.

For the first time ever we're going to try some chicken feet. These little guys make great snacks and are natural sources of glucosamine and chondroitin, so our humans figured that they'd be great after our runs. Plus they're very inexpensive. My mom thinks they're pretty gross so we'll see how often we're given our feasting feet.

Next up on the new food menu is beef heart. Once again my mom gets a bit squeamish about these meats looking a little too much like a biology lesson, so she ordered the heart ground. Heart is supposed to be a great source of protein (it's fed like a non-bone meat source) and it's packed with tourine which is essential for cats and dogs with seizures, like my raw-feasting friend Henry. I just think it looks tasty, and it'll add some variety to our meat meals.

One food that I'm especially excited for is our order of whiting. I LOVE my fishies, but I've never eaten any raw before. (It's important to note here that some types of salmon and other fish that swim upstream to breed can be infected with an organism that causes Salmon Poisoning Disease in dogs. These fish can be eaten but should only be served once cooked or canned.) Because mercury is a concern, our humans are careful about our fish intake, but whiting are listed by the NRDC as one of the safest fish to eat with regards to mercury content. They can be given whole and I plan to crunch right through those bones and make a big mess of myself. My mom is planning our first fish feasting on a day when we can be bathed right after. The fish I'm looking forward to. The bath... not so much.

Also on our order list is some ground duck which will be a first for us, goat (Stanley's favorite), lamb, mutton, pork and tripe. We've even stocked up on some of our beloved femur bones for some tasty marrow and good recreational bone-chewing. These co-op groups are great, because they really broaden our menu and let us try all sorts of new and drool-inducing meats. Speaking of drool-worthy feasts...

Our friend Henry and his dog brother might be getting some eyes to eat! I'm thinking that they'd be like candy gobstoppers for dogs, and I'm totally into it. My mom, however, is totally not. Chicken feet were a big step for her, and I don't think she has the good taste to find us some eyeballs. Oh well. I guess I'll just have to live my eyeball-feasting vicariously through Mr. Henry. But in the mean time, I'm sure I'll be pretty distracted by all the other deliciousness coming my way.

Happy feasting!