Ok, I stand corrected. I cooked a 2 pound roast today, had one slice and left the rest on the table. I went out to get some more stuff for dinner. Came home.
It was all gone. Where did it go?
I traced it to my dog, Buster. I guess I was wrong.
Boy, once he’s had game meat, whether it be duck, goose, deer, or bear, you’ll never get him back on regular dog food again.