This clever dish concealed a pocket of herbs--wormwood and black walnut--by which I sought to deliver a death-dealing blow to some parasites that are plaguing our old black Lab, Cowboy.
Doesn't it look scrumptious?
It's actually layers of leftovers, topped with the spaghetti squash seeds that I had just scooped out in preparation for our own lunch. I had a ginormous pot of bone broth simmering on the stove with lamb, chicken, and beef bones in it, and I decided to top the whole "casserole" with a ladleful of it for good measure.
The herbs are pungent, so I needed all the help I could get.
Or so I thought.
Not only did Cowboy plunge his muzzle into the medicinal meal, Stray Cat did too. I had to keep grabbing him up to keep him out of it, as I feared the whopping dose of herbs would be dangerous for him. However, every time I set him down, he dove back in. What a strange kitty. Strange dog, too. I thought he might bite Stray Kitty's head off, but he never even growled.
After Cowboy had consumed the majority of it, I let Stray Cat down, and he proceeded to clean up, even devouring the last bit of carrot.
Our other four cats never paid the least attention to the food. When I picked up the pan, Stray Cat batted at it with his paws, as if to pull it back down. Crazy.
I gave the herb combination to Cowboy for three days total. Next week he starts a once a week maintenance program of a second herb combination. He has responded well so far.
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