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WNC's first chef of artisan, natural, real food for dogs
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“Our Story” - How “Mama Food” Came About
“RUMI”
“Rumi” is our 10 year old Siberian Husky. For many years, we couldn’t get Rumi to eat hardly anything. I labeled him as “the pickiest dog on the planet”. He would consistently sniff something, lick at it, turn his nose up, walk away and go lie down. I worried about him a lot and I tried every commercial dog food in grocery stores and “big box” pet food stores that I thought had decent ingredients – canned and dry – and none worked. Then I started going to the small, privately owned “boutique” pet food stores. I started out giving him their free samples and when he would eat them (and seem to like them), I would get excited and go back to buy the big bag - only to have him stop eating the food after 2 or 3 meals! Talk about FRUSTRATING!! I bought AT LEAST A DOZEN different “upscale” dog foods. They were expensive. And he wouldn’t eat them.
Feeding Rumi was a frustrating, never-ending battle it seemed I couldn’t win.
THEN – there were what I thought were digestive disorders. DAILY – he was either CONSTIPATEDor had DIARRHEA– there was never an “in between” with him – NEVER a normal bowel movement. Then there was the VOMITING Often he threw up small puddles of yellow bile in the mornings; other times, he threw up large amounts and for reasons known only to him, Rumi would throw up or have his explosive diarrhea across MY BED!!!! I still cringe when I think of all the times I came home and had to strip my bed and wash all of my sheets, blanket and comforter – crying “Why?!” in tears of exhaustion and frustration.
