Shame, fear and sadness.

Before any of this is written, I want to state for the record that Dr. B rocks - she and I have agreed to disagree about raw feeding until today.  Any disagreement that we have is mitigated by the fact that she and I are trying to do the best we can for our dogs.

Ben has spent the day visiting Jen, he did not enjoy his visit.  His bowel was impacted and after 3 enemas, and doubtless many rantings over the stupidity of people who feed their dogs raw meat, he was sedated and his bowels pulled out to remove the impaction.
I encountered the same disdain from Jen that is reserved for people who put their dogs on chains in the backyard and provide no shade.
Ben has no control over his dietary intake.  I used my best judgement to sift thru available options to feed not just him, but all my dogs. I gave him a large-ish pork neck Sunday evening, not even worrying that it would cause a problem. All of my dogs were fed the same meal in similar proportions to size - even Hemi.

Ben indicated last nite before bed that he needed to go outside - not usual since we have a dog door, so I watched as he labored in vain - same story twice thru the night, and this morning I called my neighbor to take him to Jen.  My other 8 dogs are fine.

I am ashamed that Dr B thinks that I harmed my dog with my choices, fear that she might be right, and sadness looking at Ben lying next to me shaking because he is a lot of pain.

I wonder what it's like to be a dog, and have to suffer the sometimes life threatening consequences of well intentioned people who control your entire life, I'll just bet Ben wishes he drew another straw at this moment.