Gyp at Llangrannog, May 2009
When we made our special Nantgwynfaen sausages last week from the Tamworth piggies we had here on the farm, there was the inevitable 'waste' of trotters and heads to deal with. Except that it isn't waste (we don't do waste), we have recycled non-edible-for-human bits into amazing dog food. Really it is not a pretty job, and when you open the lid of the pan which has been gently simmering for a week in the Rayburn and you are greeted with the complete thing, still intact, it takes a large intake of air, rubber gloves on and war-time mentality to take that first plunge. Once started the somewhat messy job isn't so bad, it smells far too good for the dog (lucky Gyp), and only took an hour all told. I would or course rather make marmalade, but that's what's happening later!
I live in my apron, I even watch TV in it, so why did I forget to put it on today, I've made such a mess... oh well..
Whilst this was all well and good and saving waste and the world and all, it did nothing for Gyp's innards, and alas, we have had to stop feeding this to him..... and I'm not eating it, and Ken won't, so what am I going to do with all this lovingly prepared wobbly goo? Waste it! darn it... it hurts.. maybe another dog wants to try his innards out?
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