After watching the video for making Muttloaf, I decided to go ahead and give it a try. The recipe was pretty easy, and all the ingredients were simple.
The recipe I used is as follows:
2 lbs of 80% ground beef ( I went with more fat content because Keelaa does not get too much fat in her diet.
2 medium to large carrots – shredded or ground
3 medium potatoes – shredded or ground
1 can of kidney beans ( color does not matter)
4 fresh eggs
I mixed all the above ingredients in a large bowl as though I were making meatloaf.
Do not add any breadcrumbs.
I left out the garlic powder when I made these for Keelaa because I have since learned that garlic in any form is not an approved spice for dogs to eat.
I did, however, give a dash of salt and pepper along with a bit of cinnamon.
As I was mixing this, it looked tasty.
I shaped the Muttloaf into individual meatballs and made about 22 of them and baked them for about 55 minutes in a muffin tin and on a cookie sheet. The balls do hold their shape well.
Keelaa is about a 30 lb terrier cross, and she ate 1 1/2 meatball for dinner which filled her up so much that she didn’t have enough room left in her stomach for her cottage cheese.
Best of all – She loved the recipe!
Note: Mike, myself, and my son all gave this meatball try since it did not contain any dog food products. It was pretty tasty, a little on the bland side for my taste buds and may have needed a little more salt and pepper. I knew that if we liked the Muttloaf Meatballs, she would love them.
Oh my, I looked at my site the other day and realized that time has passed since my last post. I missed a whole month. I don’t know how that happened. It‘s not that the homework has been super challenging, just lots of reading and thinking. Today was the last day of Third Term.
We got this!
Term 3 courses were Human Relations and Social Psychology. They are more related than one would think. They are both about understanding people and why they do the things they do and how best to relate to others, very interesting stuff. I’m glad I read those last few books on my too read pile. They were very helpful with the Human Relations class.
What books were those?
Those five books made it easy for me to breeze through Human Relations. If you haven’t read them, I highly suggest that you check them out.
What is coming up for Term 4?
I am looking at Social Policy and Public Administration for this term. I suspect that both of these classes will be interesting as well.
Graduation Is May 12th!
I will be attending my first graduation since 1983 to receive my Associates of Arts for Business Administration. They even sent me an Honors sash. Woot! I read on the FPU site that I will be getting my honors cords at a ceremony on May 9th.
When I was in High School, I never made honors, so this is a pretty big deal for me. I will attribute all my hard work because of learning about discipline from NaNoWriMo. Studying and keeping up with school work does take a lot of focus and discipline. Procrastination is not a good study habit. I like slow and steady, and then I don’t have to worry about panicking to get the work done on time. Deadlines – learning to meet deadlines on time takes discipline and focus.
What else is happening?
I’m accepted into the MBA program at FPU. I was going to seek my MBA in Human Resources, but the narrow competitive field was brought to my attention so I quickly got in touch with my student advisor and she suggested an additional path of an MBA in Leadership and a Graduate certificate in HR which should prove interesting and do-able.
Last but least…
I am making a transition from the manufacturing floor to administration. Woot! I’m moving up in the world. I have my own desk, a cubicle and a pile of purchase orders to fill and file. I like it even though it is working with numbers. At least I don’t have to do much adding. The software does all the adding for me.
I almost forgot. We have a new addition to the family. Keelaa’s new best friend, a kitten named, Abby. They are best friends for life until Abby sinks her claws into Keelaa’s behind. Then they go to their separate corners for a couple of hours before doing it all over again.
My friend, companion, and child is a 3-year-old Jack Russell mix. I couldn’t ask for a better pup. Affectionate, playful, loyal, and super protective. She has a love-hate relationship with cats. She only loves them to death if they are her pet. The problem lies with those cats who feel they have the run of the neighborhood. In her rule book, cats belong indoors only.
Then there are the squirrels. Those pesky critters antagonize Keelaa. She has their number and knows the trees. Once she raced a squirrel to a tree arriving first only to turn around to meet the creature. The squirrel let out a squeak and raced away in another direction.
She is a chicken herder even though the birds are the same size as her. When it is time for them to go back to the pen, she has a knack for putting them away by pushing them with her nose.
Night or day, she is a guardian of the road and driveway keeping a sentinel watch over who comes and goes. She will bark until they have gone away, but she will bark with a toy in her mouth. Every night when my son comes home, Keelaa is there waiting for his arrival with something to hold in her mouth as though she can’t stand the anticipation of his arrival.
Cellphones puzzle Keelaa. She always wants to know who you are talking to. No one is allowed to invite a stranger without her approval. So who are you talking to and where are they? This home is by dog invitation only.
Life will not stand still, not while Keelaa is in charge. She keeps a sentry post atop by the windowsill looking for those who dare to walk down her road or play out in their yard without inviting her. Insistently she barks for them to pay attention to her or else she will continue until they are no longer in sight.
This window was once the perch of the cat named Sam and his late friend Gracie. Sam passed away two weeks ago leaving Keelaa in full charge of the window. Keelaa has never been happier. It is hard to tell who was the greatest torture, Keelaa or Sam.
Two years ago, when Keelaa was just a small pup, she was smaller than either of the cats. She only wanted to play with them and be friends. But Sam wouldn’t have such a thing. Instead, he set out to make sure she knew who was the boss of the house and who set the rules. The two cats tag teamed Keelaa behind the coffee table, trapping her on the floor by the sofa. Sam in front of her and Gracie behind her.
Gracie then began to beat Keelaa’s fanny with her paws. Fortunately, she had no claws, but Sam did. He stood his ground and didn’t allow Keelaa to escape while the beating continued.
How Keelaa cried. Not in agony. Gracie didn’t have claws, but Keelaa didn’t make the connection. She coward until a human came to her rescue, shooing the cats away.
A few months later, Gracie accepted Keelaa into the family, but not Sam. He continued to let the pup know he was the one in charge. That is until Keelaa discovered she was much quicker than him. After that day, she became his tormentor in turn.
What will they come up with next? I guess these have been out for a few years, I just never came across them until now. We could have used one of these on our older Pup, Julie, a few years ago. That was when she decided to take a stroll down the road without anyone’s escort. We became worried when we had trouble finding her.
After one last search, we found her at the end of the road, on the back side of the snow embankment. She is old and has trouble climbing. I guess she must have gotten on that side of the road where there hadn’t been any snow blocking her path. When she tried to return, she discovered she was trapped. I can imagine how scared she must have gotten.
Julie had appeared to have given up. She lay on her side in the snow, looking dead. I shouted her name as soon as I saw her and didn’t get any response at first. Then when she realized it was us coming to her rescue, she began to move. She struggled in the snow, but couldn’t climb the snow bank. We had to push and pull her over it. She is a 100-pound dog, about the size of a golden retriever, just all black.
Had her fur been white, I bet we’d never have seen her.
I think, sometime in the future, I may be investing in one of these tracking devices for my dogs.
I’m an animal lover. Our home is blessed with two dogs, one cat and a flock of laying hens. We, not just the pets, are firm believers in table scraps for pets.
I’m not one for eating leftovers. Except for the special occasion of either pizza or Chinese food. I can eat the Chinese food cold, but the pizza has to be warmed up a bit to soften the cheese.
We don’t feed our dogs, or our cat can food. Do you know what goes into this stuff? Maybe the cat food is a bit safer if it is of the fish variety, but should he snub his nose at it, he’s done so for a good reason.
The dog food has gotten scary. Too many recalls have happened over the past ten years. The recalls aren’t all for canned food either. When dry food is recalled, there’s a problem. Many pets died a few years ago when food companies in China were using a product in the food that was banned in the United States. How these products were able to make it on the shelf in the first place with the added ingredient is beyond my understanding. Many pets died because of this food.
When something like this happens to human/people food, you better believe, the recall is quick. And if health problems related to the recall happen, the food company reimburses the individual promptly and adequately. This doesn’t happen where pets are concerned. Feed this food to your pets at yours and their own risks.
Have you ever taken a good look at what the canned dog food looks like? The stuff is nasty. You can see chunks of stuff in it that isn’t recognizable. Was that a piece of an intestine? I’m not sure. I wouldn’t eat that. How could you feed it to your loved one, your pet? They are part of your family too, aren’t they?
Recently a woman posted a picture of kibble she served to her dog. It had what she thought were strings coming out of the dry food kibble. Upon closer inspection, she found this to be not string but wires. Since when do we need to wire our pets? I wonder why Fido recently died in his sleep? Had he been suffering from a severe case of indigestion?
When did the pet food industry decide they needed to kill off their best customers? How is that good for business? It just doesn’t make sense.
We feed our pets table scraps. Even when the vet says not to. If I eat it and it is good for me, then it has to be good for my pet. Except for those items that my pet is allergic to, like chocolate, avocados, grapes, and such. I tell my dogs they will break out in hives and get horrible bumps on their faces. They pout but accept the fact that these foods look delicious, but it’s just something we can’t share with them.
Our table scrap ratio is: older dog is 100 pounds there for she gets the equal portion to a five-year-old child. That’s not very much. Our other dog is no more than 25 pounds. She gets a portion equal to that of a one-year-old child. That’s even less, but enough to be equal to that of a meal.
We feed dry kibble on the side. – I know, yes. But I do look at it and make sure there are no foreign objects hiding within. This is their free for all food. They can eat as much as they like. Usually, they snack on it over the course of the day and wait for supper every night.
Hot days they’ve been getting to share a dish of vanilla ice cream. They love their ice cream. Other days their snack is popcorn. Don’t forget the seasoning, with olive oil and salt. They like it fixed the way you eat it.
We used to heat up our pets table scraps. Recently our little dog decided she would only eat cold food. That’s fine, it’s summer time anyway. She may change her mind when the cold weather comes rolling in, within the next few months.
Our pets are our family and we will always treat them as such. What we eat, they eat, because we love them so.