Dog Food Recipes

Yammie snacks! 
Just slice them into spears and put them in the oven at 250 until dry. I baste mine with dog food gravy but that's for fancy ladies.
Cabbage, duck hearts, ground pork, chicken liver, brown rice

Flour, egg, baking powder, frozen vegetables, crumbled freeze dried salmon




Peanut butter, flour, egg, baking soda, dried apple, shredded carrot 



Sweet potato chips

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