Some like it raw
The deed is done. My dogs are now B.A.R.F.ers. That means they have Raw Meaty Bones most of the time, but they also have some other types of meat, veggies and suplements now and then.
At first it was kind of disgusting, the part where I had to be in touch with all these weird chicken parts I didn’t want to know that existed, and the tearing and ripping of meat, the chewing of bones I didn’t know could be chewable, especially for Yaza who’s still my tiny baby frenchie. Sayid even swallowed pretty much a whole chicken leg and scared the living shit out of me, but now he’s pacing himself and taking the time. He’s realizing it’s not “too good to be true”, it’s his new diet.
I spent a huge chunk of my days studying the diet thoroughly and I’m glad I took the plunge. I’m thrilled, everything they say about it is true. Less poop, better looking dogs, an apetite for food that I’d never ever seen on my frenchies, clean teeth, less doggy odour… We’re all in love.
Oh yes, and my 30kg Kibble Pack is gone to waste, I’m giving it away and never touching the stuff again at this rate. I only have to work out what to do with Yaza for showing season when she has to go to the Handler’s for a week or two prior to the show (end of June). He doesn’t have the time to feed her raw. Is it time for me to show my own dogs?
Tags: dog food, dogs, raw feedingHow to save the breed you love from the wrong person’s influence.
“Hello?”
“Hi, do you sell bulldogs?”
“Um… I breed french bulldogs, yes.”
“I need a puppy” (desperate voice) “But, I need it this week. Do you have any?”
“No, sorry. Don’t have any puppies available.” [not to you anyway...]
“Well then, can you recommend me a breeder?”
“Sure. Write down her telephone number…” [gives number of reputable breeder]
“But that’s in another STATE. That’s going to be so much more expensive and all.”
“Right.”
“Well, how much are one of these bulldogs type thingys?”
[says price]
“Sheesh! Um, okay, I’ll go look for another breed!”
“How about a toy dog? …Hello? Well, I sure hope she doesn’t look for a TOY BREED…”
Tags: dogs, idiots, in the buttCareless
I promised myself I wouldn’t blog about not having blogged in the longest time. But, here I am, blogging about not blogging. Life isn’t fair, Internet.
Yesterday I started serving B.A.R.F. to my frenchies. I almost gave up because of the makes-you-wanna-die, Impossibly-stinky-and-disgusting poop that they had before they went to sleep. Seriously, I hope it gets better. And I also hope I don’t LOVE IT TO BITS, because I still have more than 30 kg of kibble here and that would surely suck. No, seriously now. I’ve been researching and this is something I wanted to do for a long time. We don’t have a big fridge here but I don’t mind going to the market and butcher’s once a week and put together meals for them. It’s really easier than I expected, I gotta give you that. I hope Yaza takes it well, she needs her weight. I will probably have to watch Sayid closely, he’s way too chubby lately.
Tags: dog food, dogs, raw feedingTo do list
Pay fancy company to throw pesticide around once a month or so? Check.
Get out of the house with dogs and spend more than a day away executing a flawless thoroughly thought plan? Check.
Come back before dogs to ultra clean the living room, balcony and kitchen so they can spend half a day without coming down with something like poisoning till tomorrow when someone will clean the whole place? Check.
Successfully keep the dogs out of our rooms? Check.
Have massive allergy attack because my own room is so poisonously filled with venom and spend four hours trying to figure out why my whole face burns like hell? Check, check, fucking check.
Tags: in the buttWherein I do not mention where I’ve actually been
So, the Venom guys did come yesterday and I left with the dogs to a remote location. We stayed there, had delicious pasta for dinner (well, us people. Them dogs had delicious eggs as treats and dog food), played Wii, watched Lost and basically just enjoyed not doing anything in particular. We came home today at 3 pm, had delicious lunch which involved tons of cheddar cheese and the dogs are quietly napping now.
You know, other than the fact that Sayid threw up three times in the car, Yaza chewed on half a 500-piece puzzle I did not know of and that I had to spend the whole day today trying to get someone who doesn’t want to be found on the phone, plus of course, PMS and severe menstrual cramps, it was a pretty sweet weekend.
Tags: car, dogs