I will be the first to admit that I spoil my dogs. Can't help it. I am just wired that way.
We have fallen into a routine, the dogs and me. First thing in the morning, they are given a treat. This is to keep them out from under my feet while I fill their food bowls. Then, about 7:00 or 7:30 in the evening, they seek me out for some serious play time on the floor. Ears are scratched and bellies are rubbed. Theirs.....not mine. They chase the toys I toss for them and run around in circles and have a good old time. When all of us have had enough playing, they get another doggie treat, and then they pretty much settle down for the night.
So last evening when I was getting their biscuit treat for them, I read the ingredients in the stuff I was feeding them. Scared me half to death. There were 41 ingredients listed on the back of the package. I recognized only a half a dozen of them, and the rest I had no clue what they were, and could pronounce only about half of those. Now, I understand that a dog will eat week old road kill if given the opportunity. Or just about any other rotten thing that they can find. But road kill can't possibly be as bad for them as what is in those biscuits.
So I went through my recipes, and sure enough, I found one for doggie biscuits. Five ingredients. Had them all in my cupboard. So I stirred up a batch. Cut them out with a little bone-shaped cookie cutter. Baked them in the oven. Didn't take much time at all. Aren't they cute?
Jessie and Lily love them. And I can pronounce the name of every ingredient.
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