Raw Food Diet, Day 210- Unfeastables

I did something stupid the other day.  I know, I know... you're thinking, "Stanley, YOU did something stupid?  No way!"  But really, I did guys.  I made a major mistake.  

There is a little grassy area right near my building where all the humans like to walk their dogs.  There are also a series of dumpsters right along there where all the nearby restaurants like to toss their trash.  And you know how I feel about trash!  Well, between the critters that dig through there and the sloppy dump trucks that do only 1/2 their job, a lot of garbage winds up in my weeble area.  Usually we find chicken bones from the lunch place around the corner.  Cooked bones are never a good thing.  But one day this week I found something a little different on the menu:

And I ate it.  My humans had no idea that I had feasted on pit and aren't sure how long that peach pit was sitting in my stomach, but I started to act a little funny Monday afternoon.  I didn't spend my morning harassing Big Pupi and I just wasn't that into sock tug that night.  My folks took it easy on me since I wasn't my usual self.  My tummy hurt!!

It was very early on Tuesday morning that I started to puke all over my crate.  Sorry mom!  I couldn't stop spewing yellow foam and mom knew that foam is a sign that there's a blockage in your gut.  She started to worry.  But before her very eyes I hurled up a nice large peach pit.  It was whole and clean and there was no blood.  Man... that was NOT fun bringing back up!  I quickly returned back to my old rascally self, obsessed with the feast and Poobler Extraordinaire.  I know I'm one lucky boy though.  If that pit hadn't made its reentry into the world I would have been Slice-n-Dice Stanislaw at the doctor's office.
The moral of this story:  Peach pits are NOT good feasting.  One way or the other they have to find their way back out of you, and under no circumstances is that going to be fun.  So stay away from the pits, man.  Stay far far away.

Learning feasting lessons,

Stanislaw

P.S. - Yes, that is an old, old picture of me.  It must have been only 2-3 weeks after I was adopted.  I look like a different dog!  And my right eye wasn't fully recovered from surgery just yet.  I look like such a puppy!

Raw Food Diet, Day 140- Sad Stanley

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Big Pupi takes over:

Hey guys. It's Big Pupi M.D. taking over Stan's blog again.

My brother Stanislaw is under the weather once again. He vomited three more times yesterday morning and could barely hold his little head up for breakfast. My humans fed him tablespoons of sugar water to make sure he got some fluids and to keep his energy levels up. He looked like someone had stretched his face all long and dangly, and between his sad, saggy ears you could see a pair of tired, droopy eyes. His gums were almost white and all he wanted to do was snuggle into his fleece blankie and snoozle.

By lunch time Stan was able to keep down a soupy breakfast of mutton, yogurt and water and since then all things have been heading in the right direction. He even mustered up the energy to give some snaggly pigeons the scare of their lives and to join me in begging our dad for some cheese. Our people figured that if he's able to make sad eyes for food, then he's making a recovery. It's a good thing that Stanley is improving, because he was about 30 seconds from being taken to the Emergency Place of Tile and Steel. That's not fun! Especially when you're feeling as yucky as he was.

So keep your paws crossed that today is a puke-free day and that Stanley continues on his road to recovery. He seemed a-okay on Saturday and his therapist paid a visit - he'll update you on all of that once he's in blogging order. In the mean time, watch out for the dog flu that's making its way around and take care of your doggy selves!

**UPDATE ON STANISLAW**

Breakfast has stayed down and he made it through the night without getting sick! He's even tried to annoy me and fight me for my ChristmasTreeSingingMouseToy. I'm just gonna tell you to give that one up right now, Stanislaw. Have I EVER allowed you to touch ChristmasTreeSingingMouseToy?? Anyways, our people think that he has a severe allergy to bananas, which were used as his high-value reward on Saturday during his training. Yipes! Well, I guess you live and learn and feast and so far he's about 95% back to the old and terribly abrasive, toy-stealing, barky-faced Stanley. This means that my humans can stop being OBSESSED over that stinky boy and pay attention to me now!

Daily doggy immune-boosters:

~Vitamin C: 250-500 mg per 10 lbs body weight, or until bowel tolerance. Not recommended if you are currently suffering from sad tummies like Stanislaw. Vitamin C can give your immune system a helping hand and a kick in the pants, and it functions as an antioxidant.

~Probiotics: Probiotic supplements can be purchased like the ones sold by b-naturals, or given in plain yogurt (that contains live cultures). Yogurt can be mixed with food daily - 1 heaping tsp per 5 lbs. Probiotics help keep the bacteria in your belly in check, and if you've been sick recently it can also help replace the good bacteria that we need to properly digest our feasts. Plain yogurt also makes a healthy snack if your humans put some in a food puzzle toy and then freeze it before giving it to you. Mmm mmm delish!

~Garlic: This tastiness can give a boost to the ol' immune system, but don't go overboard. Add enough to make your food tasty, but too much garlic can hurt more than it helps.

~An immune blend which contains lots of vitamins, minerals and probiotics: A great and easy way to make sure that your diet is giving you everything you need... especially if you're on kibble/canned food where cooking and processing can break down many of the nutrients. Again, b-naturals makes a great immune blend mix.

Raw Food Diet, Day 136- Everything in My Apartment is Mine

My humans don't seem to get the point.  Everything they think they own that is kept in my territory is, in fact, MINE.  That means shoes, chapstick, socks, smelly gym clothes and tupperware.

If you put it out of my reach, I'll climb and get it.  If you close it behind a door, I'll push that door open and take what is rightfully mine.  If you hide it behind a shower curtain (like your soap), I will go in and lick it.

In My Territory = Mine

The only exceptions to this rule include all of the stuffed toys, which my brother has claimed as his.  Sometimes I am told that I'm Naughty Boy after shredding a new magazine or de-soling a pair of shoes.  But I have perfected the sad puppy face.  

My humans can't stay mad, and it's belly-rub city and right back to overtly claiming all that I own in this vast kingdom.

Give it,

Stanislaw

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Big Pupi likes to get in on the Naughty sometimes:

How can a boy resist a good stolen tupperware chew?  Only I don't hide like Stanislaw does when I'm Naughty Boy.  I put it out there for all to see and admire.  I am living proof that you can be ballsy without having any.

I am asking all of you to send some good mojo our way.  Stanislaw and I have caught a little tummy virus that has been plaguing pups in our area.  We've been temporarily turned into canine volcanoes, with hourly eruptions.  Part of the excitement is... you never know which end it's gonna come out of this time!  I felt so sickly yesterday morning, that I DIDN'T EAT BREAKFAST.  Can you believe it?!  I turned down food!  I have NEVER done that before.

After a little fasting and a bland diet (overcooked white rice and boiled meat), we've been feeling much better.  And today we get the test results back from Stanislaw's... um... SAMPLE that was dropped off yesterday to make sure we didn't catch any sort of infection.  That crazy Stanislaw - always picking things up with his mouth and then slobbering all over my water bowl.  

Our humans think that we must be feeling better since we've been looking for trouble again, and they know that two cocker spaniels without exercise are mischievous boys.  So, here's to happy bellies and a good tupperware chew!

PS - If you live in IL, stay away from the dog parks for a while!

Raw Food Diet, Day 9- Crate Puking

Hey guys!

I'm feeling pretty good lately with all of this raw meat in my belly. My apartment has also been feces-free for a few days. I just threw down some chicken wings for breakfast and did a solid poo outside that froze instantly before it hit the ground since it's negative 25 degrees out. I do have to admit that I had done some late-night puking in my sleeping crate a few days this week. Sometimes it just sneaks up on me in my sleep, other times I make it happen. I've found that hurling is a good way to manufacture a late-night snack. However, my mommy has some kind of supersonic puke hearing or something because she always manages to wake up and take my vomit away before I can re-eat my homemade feast. I tend to get sick at night when I eat a heavier dinner involving bones, but if I just eat ground turkey or salmon with veggies I don't. That's why I'm asking my humans to feed me bone-in meats before bedtime. I plan to work on quietly regurgitating some of this while I'm sleeping so I can feast on it again in my crate without my humans noticing. So far I haven't been successful in my attempts, and the past 2 nights I haven't gotten sick at all! My skills need some work.

Happy late-night feasting,

Stanislaw

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a bark from bro:

Sometimes my brother and I like to share a crate at night, especially when it gets as cold out as it's been lately. However, his frequent vomiting this past week has driven me to spend the nights alone. I've heard friends discuss in the past how they enjoy one of these re-eating feasts, but I'm just not that into it. Vomit is not on the top of my list, and so when I heard that Stanislaw kept getting sick at night I just wanted to avoid it.

These past two nights I have been reconsidering my decision. He hasn't gotten sick at all and I miss my crate buddy. I suppose he's been feeling better because our feasting schedule has changed a bit. As we've been improving and adjusting to the diet, we've been given different kinds of meats and it's made for some super great feasting. We get our big meal in the morning, which usually consists of delicious raw meaty bones (RMBs), some yogurt, fish oil and enzymes. Up until now our dinners have been another light serving of the morning's RMBs, but these past few days we've been given some lean ground turkey with a heaping teaspoon of veggies, fish oil, vitamin E, and some enzymes. My humans tell me that we can expect larger servings of that scrumptious garlicky veggie stuff as time goes on, and we'll also have stuff like beef, pork, rabbit, lamb and fish added to the list.

I go to bed at night dreaming about that stuff! My tummy has been just great... all I need is for my brother to get his digestive juices in order and we'll be on our way to finer feasting. I'm drooling just thinking about it.

Sweet meat dreams.