Homemade Dog Foods

1 Girls or Boys?
2 Dogs or Cats?
3 Harry Potter or Twilight?
4 Movies or tv shows?
5 Basketball or Football?
6 Picture books or Chapter books?
7 Fast food or Homemade?
8 House or Apartment?
9 Soda or Energy Drink?
10 Laptop or Desktop?
11 Beach or Lake?
12 Rock or Rap?
13 Dark or Light?
14 Lights on or Lights off?
15 Hannah Montana or Jonas Brothers?
16 Shorts or Pants?

i’m 12 and i wanna look good for the beach and stuff. heres my plan i made up for myself.

Breakfast- toast with butter or cereal..only 1 servingg only!

*drink water, iced tea, or lemonade only.

swim in the pool for 30 min. (optionally at night or morning)

exercise- 10-20 crunches

Lunch- 1 hot dog only

Dinner-regular homemade meal..no 2nd serving

snacks- fruit, salad, crackers

NO FOOD AFTER 7 PM
after dinner, i go on this workout machine called leg magic and the ab scissor.

Hello all . I have a few questions that I’m trying to squeeze all together, lol.

1) I looked up Suebee’s Rat Diet today & tried my best to follow it as well as possible. This is what I’ve come up with. I’m missing pasta, puffed rice & a lab block/dog food.
- 3 1/3 cups Organic Mixed Fruits & Nuts
- 4 cups of Total
- 2 cups of Organic Puffed Wheat Cereal
- 2/3 cups unsalted sunflower seeds
- 2 3/4 cups rolled oats
- 1 cup of banana chips

What should I add or take away? And by how much?

2) This is my cage set up so far. All it’s missing is my rats & some homemade toys & cuddly items.
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3) Here’s a picture of the whole litter, 2 of which are mine.
- http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/dyinghope_x/Random/RatCage004.jpg
I’ll be taking home the one white & brown one & one of the cream colored ones. What would be their technical coloring?

Thanks !
Ahh, sorry about the pictures. I’m so used to Photobucket automatically copying URL’s.

Here is the cage:
- http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/dyinghope_x/Random/RatCage006.jpg
- http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/dyinghope_x/Random/RatCage006.jpg
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- http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/dyinghope_x/Random/RatCage002.jpg
Mind my backside, I just was incredibly happy that I could fit into the cage so easily.
For real this time -_-.

- http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/dyinghope_x/Random/RatCage002.jpg
- http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/dyinghope_x/Random/RatCage004.jpg
- http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/dyinghope_x/Random/RatCage006.jpg
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If there were a cafe’ in your town who catered to dogs, would you go? There would be outside tables where you could order coffee, tea, water, wine or beer. Your dog can order treats and snacks that are all homemade from real food ingredients.
Thank you for all your answers! I am possibly opening a place like this, so I appreciate your feedback!

I just switched from Orijen Grain free and home cooked turkey and veg to Raw food. I am using The Honest Kitchen Force and Natures Variety Chicken, Turkey and Lamb. I want to know about anyone else’s success or failure on Raw (BARF) Diets. PLEASE Don’t tell me it’s expensive, etc., cause I don’t care. But do tell me if you use commercial or do it yourself! Tell me what changes you see in your dog! Tell me how you think it is benefitting your dogs, and if you reverted to cooked food again for reasons OTHER than money. Thanks!!!!
Yes I give my dog Cod Liver Oil, (1/8 tsp) and a Probiotic and Enzyme powder added to the food. The nutritionist I spoke to said that since my dog was so healthy already and since she ate probably the best kibble there is (lol, she said if there is such a thing…) that I wouldn’t notice too much of a ‘bad’ reaction in her, as she never ate grains anyway, and certainly never corn soy or wheat.

My Kitsch is Their Cool!
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I remember the age of the underwear-smugglers.

When I left India almost two decades ago to come to America, my mother folded every spice I could possibly need into my underwear. Turmeric, cumin, little green pods of cardamom—all packed carefully between layers of underwear, socks and computer science textbooks. I wasn’t the only one. I’ve met Indians who smuggled in mangos, homemade pickles and ready-to-fry puris stuffed with peas. In those days before 9/11, customs officials were not very interested in me—a young, single, brown man from a turbulent part of the world. They (and their sniffing dogs) were much more preoccupied with middle-aged Indian women visiting their sons. They were rifling through their luggage, searching for contraband mangos and gourds.

Fast-forward 20 years.

My friends and I wander out of an Indian movie theater in Fremont on a mellow California evening. The latest Bollywood release opened here the same day it did in Mumbai. At intermission (for Bollywood films must have an intermission), you can get samosas and chaat along with your popcorn and soda. We go shopping at an Indian market off the main drag. It’s Sunday evening. All the shops in the strip mall are closed except for this one. Lit by unflattering fluorescent lights, its shelves are piled high with all kinds of things—lentils, ready-to-cook packages of saag paneer, ayurvedic hair ointments, even the chocolate Bourbon biscuits (no real bourbon in them) that I remember from my childhood in India. Then we squabble over which Indian restaurant to go to for dinner. Do we want North Indian? South Indian? We settle for a buffet with both.

What happened?

Well, we did. There are now 2.57 million Indians in the United States, according to the American Community Survey of the U.S. Census Bureau. That makes it one of the fastest-growing ethnic groups. Indians are well-off, generally. Median family income is over $69,000. Indians are educated, for the most part. Seventy-six percent have at least a college degree. The post-1965 immigrant boom, which resulted from a drastic change in U.S. laws about who could come into the country, was followed by the dot-com boom. In her novel The Tree Bride, Bharati Mukherjee describes how “an immigrant fog of South Asians crept into America.” When the chronicle of Silicon Valley is written by some 21st century F. Scott Fitzgerald, it might well be called, she writes, “The Great Gupta.”

India is everywhere. It’s in Booker Prize lists, spelling bees and specially-for-you nuclear deals. It’s in Sukhi’s homecooked chicken tikka masala paste at Whole Foods. It’s in Bhangra aerobics classes and Britney remixes. Newsweek called South Asians the “new American masala.” Five hundred years after Christopher Columbus thought he had discovered Indians, we are truly found.

And I am not sure how I feel about that.

When I first came to the U.S., Americans asked me about that “dot on the forehead.” Now, Madonna wears a bindi. Bollywood borrows Hollywood plotlines (well, two or three for one three-hour film). Now, the Kronos Quartet reinterprets Bollywood composer R.D. Burman. Birthday cards are reproducing old kitschy Indian matchbox covers. Body-hugging T-shirts worn by gay guys in the Castro say “San Francisco” in Devnagari script. There are even Bollywood appreciation classes at universities. My kitsch has become their cool.

Of course, not everything has been alchemized into cool. My big, fat Indian wedding might be hot (“I want one,” a gay man with a Southern accent told me at my neighborhood lesbian bar while sipping a sweet cocktail), but it doesn’t mean the Indian cabdriver, the 7/11 clerk or the Gujarati storeowner are any more acceptable.

Our Krishnas and curries are now public property to be sampled, remixed, chewed up and spat out as millions of cookie-cutter lunch boxes. (Probably Made in China)

It almost makes me nostalgic for the old days when people came up to me and said, “You are from Calcutta? My doctor is Indian. Dr. Harry Patel. I think he’s from that other big city—Bombay?” And they would pause expectantly, as if waiting for me to recognize Dr. Patel. Now, they want to know what restaurant I would recommend in the Bay Area for “authentic Indian food, you know, a hole-in-the-wall place where Indians go, not your white-people-Maharaja-Thali stuff.”

And I am wondering, do I want to tell you?

But it’s too late. In San Francisco’s Tenderloin, in streets that still smell of piss, where homeless men shuffle around at the street corner, the clutch of Indian and Pakistani restaurants is brimming with hipsters. There are at least half a dozen Indian restaurants within a couple of blocks. Shalimar was the original hole-in-the-wall, in a rundown neighborhood of junkies and musty SROs. It started out as a place where cabbies could run in for a quick bite. Nothing
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Hey all im cooking dinner for my boo this weekend and we both come from totaly different backrounds… Im salvadorian and hes mexi-american well more american grrrr….anyways… Hes a big kid him self he loves fajita w/ lots of lemon on his food, also little things like raviolis, hot dogs, corn dogs, chicken nuggets and things like that. (see i told ya hes a big kid) i can heat that up for him everyday allday and hell be happy! easy hu! well i wanna make something different this time any suggestions? (were burned out on lasagna, enchiladas and homemade burgers) i hope is not a hard one… any suggestions are welcome and be nice! lol

I cut up raw pork and beef liver. Crushed a couple brewer’s yeast pills (meant for cats and dogs, good for the skin). Put it all in a crock-pot with a bit of water and a tiny bit of chicken stock.

This is the first time i’ve ever made anything homemade for them.

How long should I cook it? I was planning on 8 hours on low, but i’m not sure.

What else should I add to it?
It’s more of a treat, not going to be fed as a meal everyday.

If it’s not balanced….then what should i add?

Speaking of yarn, it’s EVERYWHERE this month, because craft fairs spring up during the holidays. To a guy, yarn is the gateway to Napville. Nothing in a guy’s world is made of it. (Think yarn guitar, yarn football, Yarn Warrior video game. )

Yet craft fairs are a Yarn-o-Rama! They’re bursting with it. In fact, craft fairs are loaded with materials most guys don’t even know exist—and might even fear. (I get mysteriously nervous around Velcro.)

My wife, Sally, and I went to a craft fair recently, and it was like I stumbled into a new world. I mean, I used a glue gun for the first time last week and was amazed:

Thought #1: Wow! The glue stick goes in a solid and comes out a liquid!

Thought #2: I wonder if I can cram cheese into this? I’d be the Snack King!

We passed hundreds of tables of millions of crafts made of billions of snaps, buttons, fabrics, fried eggs, moustaches. . . . Then it hit me: Girls have secret craft powers! They can find ANYTHING and make something out of it—just like that MacGyver guy! A crumpled wrapper, lint, goat hooves and a jar of gravy somehow become a wreath. A noodle and motor oil become a Christmas ornament. How do they do it?!

Really, some crafts are clever and, I’ll bravely admit, cute even, although I think I learned a shortcut to cuteness—just glue googly eyes to something. Seriously, take a rock. Add googly eyes. Now it’s a cute craft! It works with anything: pinecones, cotton balls, even bratwurst.

Some guys can handle “cute” stuff. But there’s this line where cute becomes “too cute,” and strange things happen inside of a guy such as dizziness, stomach problems or the desire to grow mangos. Here’s an example:

Cute: Stuffed puppy (bow around neck may cross the line)

Too Cute: Fluffy bear covered in flowers, wearing an apron with geese on it, holding hearts and sunflowers. (Bring on the mangos!)

One thing I REALLY liked about the craft fair is that food = craft. Cookies, fudge, candy—now that’s a craft! Except it seems like craft fairs have some small print in the rulebook that says, “All foods must contain nuts.” Brownies with nuts. Caramels with nuts. Nut logs rolled in nuts, topped with ground nuts, packed in a bag made of pressed nuts. If you don’t like nuts, you’re stuck eating a handful of homemade jam (probably nut- flavored).

This makes it even harder for guys to go to craft fairs. Maybe there could be special ones such as “Hot Dog Fest,” “Stuff Made Out of Engine Parts Fair” or the “Homemade Fireworks Fiesta” with a sign posted outside: NO NUTS OR FLUFFY BEARS ALLOWED.

But maybe craft fairs just need a hipper image (see list above). There could be some cool new reality TV show like “Craft Island” where contestants are surrounded only by sand, a harmonica, a strip of denim and a cup of bacon bits. Then, somehow, one of them makes her own homemade yarn, builds a 40-foot yacht out of it and escapes! I’ll start working on the script today—right after I finish sticking this cheese into Sally’s glue gun.

Until I can try and convince my mom to let me cook homemade meals for our dog, I’ve been trying to think of some ways to put a bit of nutrients into her dog food (Beneful.) I know that stuff is nasty; but my mother isn’t budging about changing. Our dog is “9 years old and has never had a problem before… when she eats people food she barfs.”

Anyway; I’ve began to cook a cup of dog food with about half an egg and mix it in with a few lightly steamed carrots. After the walks I give her each morning, she gets half a cup of the food… and at night, gets the other half cup. However, now I’m wondering if this is alright to do.

Eggs are a food my dog can handle and I know they have protein. I add to carrots to try and give a few extra nutrients along with the disgusting Beneful.
Is this safe to feed her everyday? Also; is 1 cup of food for a 20 pound dog enough to fill her for the day?

Thank you!
The ingredients of Beneful is what bothers me, using fillers and such. I’ve studied what goes into dog food… and, it isn’t entirely healthy for the dogs it seems. Thats what I mean by saying its gross; because I’ve learned low-quality dog foods aren’t the best.