I don't know why, but the thought of raw just distresses me. I know that is what dogs were originally designed to eat, but I haven't even been able to make myself get a raw bone from the butcher. Canned = pudding poop, and with a dog that goes outside or inside, depending on his mood, that is bad. Dry kibble = tootsie rolls = easy cleanup in this house. I guess if he ever gets stones, I might change my thinking, though.