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June 27th, 2008 | No Comments | Posted in Daily

A: So, where shall we go today?

B: I was thinking we shouldn’t spend that much money on food today, you know, let’s save some cash for that other thing.

A: You’re totally right. So, you’re thinking burgers, right? That costs what, 10 bucks tops?

B: Yeah, that would be great.

A: Although…

B: Although what?

A: Well, take another 3 bucks and we get 13 and that’s enough for pizza. And what are 3 extra bucks? Pff.

B: That’s a good idea! So, pizza it is–

A: But you know, 13 bucks, that rings a bell. If you add another buck, we can buy a 20-Sushi-Combo from that small place next to the mall.

B; And sushi is good… We haven’t had sushi for three whole days. That’s way too long.

A: Exactly. Except that the small place got kinda sucky. What do you say we go to that new place? We can do it if we add another four bucks.

B: But their combo is like, about fifteen sushis for this price. And that is 7 sushis and a half to each one. And I’m hungrier than that.

A: Well then, forget the sushi. Yakisoba! It feeds two hungry construction workers and it only costs about two or three more bucks. We can do that.

B: I see where this is going.

A: But, wait, don’t interrupt me, if we throw in another four or seven bucks we can get that deluxe barbecue thing you LOVE and– [goes on and on].

And that, Internet, is how you gain a whole lot of weight from being in a relationship. And I’m not even gonna say which one I usually am, A or B.

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On The B.A.R.F. Lifestyle

June 8th, 2008 | No Comments | Posted in My Frenchies

A few months ago, when I started reading more about Raw Feeding my frenchies and really looking into the whole thing and learning, I knew it was ages away from me. It was closer to the day where I left my parents’ home and took my frenchies to my own beautiful and large house. Somehow, the thought of having a second freezer and balancing food, looking for chicken parts I didn’t know were even sold, and tocuhing all those veggies I had been so good at avoiding for all my life seemed too overwhelming for me.

Now, after a few weeks of feeding raw, I realize it’s really simple. So we don’t have a lot of space for a second fridge, or the spare money. But I manage to go shopping for chicken parts and everything else about once a week. I clean everything up, weigh the food into portions for each dog and put inside a ziploc bag with a tag. Turns out they do sell things like chicken neck and chicken feet at the regular supermarket next to my house, so I don’t have to go on a search for them. And it’s not expensive, it’s fun, it’s healthy, and they love it, and all the benefits they say you and your dog get are accurately true.

I still have to hold on to the chicken parts for my dogs to chew on and finally swallow. If I let Sayid alone with a chicken foot, for example, he’ll swallow it whole with minor chewing. I suppose there’s still a certain urgency about it for him, but I am hoping he’ll get to the point where he can chew everything more calmly and pace himself.

The only downside to BARF so far is that I have to travel next month and I may have to cancel it because I don’t think anyone can stay with my dogs and do as much as I do for them (as in, hold the chicken parts for them patiently, put mixed veggies for dinner and throw in the odd suplements now and then). But I have already given up so many things for these dogs, a trip is not even that big of a deal.

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Thinking

June 3rd, 2008 | No Comments | Posted in Thinking

Yes. It’s so very wrong to use your hairband as a bait to your dog. Because one day she’ll just figure out how to get it and chew the shit out of it and ruin it completely. Had it been a piece of sausage or chicken, we wouldn’t be having this conversation now.

Yes, I do talk to myself.

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