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Originally Posted by BamaFan121s  I am interested in knowing more about the situation with Mozart and how raw saved him, if you don't mind...  |
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My Mozart is a mix. His sire was a champion Silky that kept escaping and getting to the mixed dame (Maltese/Shih-tzu) up the street.
Anyway, he's always had tummy issues, and we tried all the higher "quality" commercial dog stuff on the market. As he aged, the condition got progressively worse, until, in his eighth year he was throwing up every day. I'm not talking *gack* (spit up a little) - this was wretching from his toenails. I felt so helpless. Sooooo, the vet put him on a super duper Rx brand. Still wretching. So, I dropped all kibble/commercial and went to homecooking. Boiled chicken, rice, oatmeal, carrots were his main menu. Makes me shudder, now! LOL Well, that was not much better - still wretching. By now, the vet wants to do exploratory surgery.
I don't recall how I heard about prey model feeding; but, I found the group online that I've referred to here, before, and started reading. I was impressed that these people had nothing to sell - just talking about what they have experienced in their own lives with pets. I did not feel comfortable with letting Mo go through "exploratory surgery" unless it was a very last resort. I started the RAWfeeding, and prayed (a lot!). I will say, that with him, it was not an easy switch. He didn't eat for three days, and I cried every one of those days. The routine went something like this: I offer chicken quarter, he sniffs his disdain, looks at me like "why do you hate me, mom?" and walks away. The group encouraged me not to give up on him, and the fact that I had literally tried every other avenue, so had nothing to go back to, kept my resolve. Every day, I would send a sob post: "He's still not eating", and getting really pretty worried. He was already weakened from what he'd been through, and he wasn't a pup anymore. But, my boy can be very, very stubborn! On the morning of the fourth day, we had our mealtime 'ritual', and I - not being able to take it anymore - came in to write our farewell post:
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"Thanks everyone for your support; but, I just cannot do this to him anymore...",
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when I heard an odd noise coming from the kitchen. I ran to get him out of the trash (again), and found him EATING the chicken leg!!
*Tears of Joyful relief*.