Here is my mom writing on my blog today…
Mothballs and dogs. I have a lesson learned the hard way to share.
If my backyard were a map of the United States….my four dogs, Nina, Sophie, Bella and Miso, shit from Maine to California. No constipation problems in this house. Also, no dry or canned food for these dogs.
You see, I make their food.
Baked ground turkey, vegetables, and rice. My husband has been known to scoop some in a bowl, add salt, pepper, garlic powder and call it dinner. I started making dog food years ago when I was reading online about dogs dying from eating dog food manufactured in other parts of the world.
For my homemade doggie food, the three food groups are mixed, portioned for daily servings in baggies and frozen. One batch usually lasts 20 days. They eat every morning, while I have my protein shake.
It’s a good routine.
Twenty minutes after their breakfast, they are sitting at the back door. The backyard is what I call, and they know to be, “THE POTTY PLACE.”
If I am not paying attention to them, someone in the group lets me know with noises. I fully understand what they are really telling me, “On which side of the door do YOU want US to shit?”
I go out with them and watch that they are safe, because we have coyote and they can jump a ten-foot wall (our backyards have a concrete wall with a ledge). If coyotes were human they would all be playing for the NBA.
Coyote travel in packs, walking along the walls looking for rabbits, dogs and other small creatures. Coyote hunt any time of the day. It scares me. I’ve wondered if coyote are drawn to the smell of dogs… or their shit? I can’t usually smell dog shit but maybe coyote can. If the coyote saw my four, sweet dogs they would think they were at a buffet. It would be hard to protect four dogs at the same time.