I'm packing up my order of lamb trim, marrow bones, pork hearts, *tripe*, & turkey necks into "week" portions. I had a choice between doing it in my dark, auto mechanic smelling garage or out on the driveway in the beautiful spring sun. Of course, I chose the sun. And since it was such a beautiful day, I decided to see if Roscoe would behave enough to join me.
He did!! We've been working on him not eating anything unless I give him permission (one step beyond the "leave it" in my mind, he's not even supposed to try for it). So while I'm out on the driveway with boxes of raw meat surrounding me on the ground, Roscoe just stood and watched. He was very interested, but he never even
tried to take a piece!!!
I let him lick the bottom of the lamb box when I was done.