Meaty Sunday

I was given a huge package of moose meat to feed the dogs. It was left in my garage for me, in my deep freeze about a week ago and I finally pulled it out to defrost on Friday night. I had no idea how it was packaged until I pulled it out; a solid 10 pounds or so of meat, in a big lump. However, it's cut into little strips of meat, varying in size from 1 ounce to about 8 ounces. It's easy to manage for feeding and the dogs are going crazy for it!

Over the last two years (and it will be my two year anniversary of feeding raw on October 30th!) I have developed some systems to help me manage the dogs with the defrosting meat. Well, really, to manage Sophie!!

I have 2 rubbermaid tubs I use exclusively for meat; this keeps Sophie at bay and mostly works well. It can still be messy to manage the meat and I wear gloves to deal with it as well; even after all this time, I am still sqeamish with certain meats. Moose and Buffalo just smell too pronounced for me and I have to wear the gloves for my own sake.  However, after dividing up meat this morning, I ran the packaging out to the garbage bin. Spike and Murphy followed me outside but I had a feeling Sophie was in mischief.

Yup, there she is, not content to stick her head in to lick up all the blood (sorry, yuck I know!), but she HAS to put her two front feet in. Something tells me the floors will be mopped again today....

Yum, yum.... nothing's better than licking the container clean and tracking yucky blood all over the floor.

What a dog, sigh.

Yup, container will be disinfected right away, as will my floors. Silly, silly Sophie.