Oh, don't yell at me until you hear me out.
That dog came to us FAT. Fat and lazy. Since arriving on the homestead, he's learned to run and play, chase birds and squirrels, and sleep outdoors. In fact, even though I've made up a cozy little dog house for him with blankets inside and out, he often prefers sleeping on top of a bale of rotten hay. Go figure. Today, Mr D drove two kilometers down the road to check on something, and the dog ran alongside the car both there and back - and still, he's fat.
Anyway, we picked up Healthy Dog dog food for him and were advised to give him just 1 cup of it per day. The store owner laughed and said, "Considering where you live, he'll be eating everything from old bones in the woods to fresh goat poop, so there's no way he's going to starve."
Well, even on a single cup a day, that dog has stayed fat. As a neighbour said a while ago, "Are you SURE he's a lab? I've never seen a lab that fat." Yea, pure black lab.
One day he found a great big rabbit in the woods and brought it home quite happily. He's the very best at hunting out mouse and vole nests, and he brings down his fair share of squirrels, too. Between him and the cats, I wouldn't want to be a small edible creature on this property. Rodents have been less of an issue than ... well, than they were in our old apartment!
Before you ask, he hasn't shown even the slightest inclination to go after the chickens. He has "play chased" the roosters when they've been annoying him, but it's hard to blame him for that - we have really mean roosters. I must admit that I keep a couple of small rocks or chunks of wood in my apron when I go near the hen house. I keep threatening to cut their heads off but Mr D accurately points out that they are very protective of the hens.
Anyway, so we have this fat dog who stays fat even though he's on essentially half rations. He's become far more active, and he's a very happy dog now that he has acres of land to run around, but he's just ... fat.
And then hunting season started. Thanks to the generosity of a few of the local hunters, that dog hasn't had a bit of kibble since sometime in October. Even if I give him some, he won't eat it. He's been eating pheasant and grouse carcasses (minus the parts people like) and for the past week or so, he has been happily ripping apart half of a young deer. I think he's actually managed to get FATTER!
So how well does a pampered apartment dog convert to a "Bones and Raw Meat" diet? Quite well, it seems. Just look at my happy fat dog.
Monday, December 9, 2013
Friday, December 6, 2013
My Silverfire Survival Stove has arrived and I'm really excited to see how it works. Over the next few weeks, Mr D and I will be testing it and seeing what I can cook with it, and then I'll be sharing our findings with all of you. Thanks to the Ready Shop for the chance to demo this great little survival tool.