Hoover's New Diet

Raw chicken, canned pumpkin, & steel wool. Allow me to explain.

In the greyhound community, a lively debate crops up every now and then between the devotees of kibble, and the disciples of raw feeding. I've always fed my pets kibble, and decided to give raw feeding a try, and we started with chicken backs.

Bruno didn't take to it easily, while Hoover crunched into that first chicken back on Saturday so enthusiastically I couldn't help but imagine that he was thinking, "Oh dear, sweet chicken back, where have you been all my life?". All was well for a couple of days, until I noticed one of the normal side effects of any dietary change - Hoover was unable to heed the call of "doody". Was I worried? Of course not, I just brought out the canned pumpkin, and order was restored within about 4 hours. I'm now referring to canned pumpkin as "The Canine Colonic".

Fast forward to yesterday morning.

I noticed around 9:30 that he seemed not to be feeling well. Sure enough, he started to gag and hack around 11:00, and I ushered him outside just in time to see him eject something that looked like a hockey puck. Upon closer inspection (you would have looked, too), I realized it looked like a hockey puck made of hair. I slapped on some gloves and picked it up and found that it was an S.O.S. pad. That's right, Hoover swallowed a disc of steel wool packed with powdered soap.

Child safety latches are going on all the cabinets on Saturday.