Catering

If you wonder what you’re looking at here, it’s fat I trimmed from some meat I bought at Costco. It came off in strips, but—as I was giving it to Foxy—I cut them up into little pieces so he wouldn’t choke on the bigger chunks.

(I do the same thing with rinds of cheese.)

Which was probably a good thing, because not 15 minutes after I scattered them on the patio, they disappeared.