We have two dogs, a Golden Husky and a Cocker Spaniel/Golden Retriever mix (yes, they are Humane Society Rescue Specials). We have always had rescue dogs, each with their own story, but these two are unique, because they have joined the vegan movement.
Honeybear (her name was given prior to adoption) is currently 15 years old; Howie, named after Hungry Howie Pizza (he is an avid eater), who somehow managed to make it into my car on a Saturday morning during adoption day when I went to buy dog food. My children are to blame. Please note, the children are gone, yet the dogs remain. A few years ago, while Paul and I were in Jamaica, Kristyn, our daughter was watching the dogs, and Honey became very ill. Between our daughter and my best friend, Kim,Honey had a major surgery, which was more expensive than our vacation, and she could no longer eat regular dog food. We call her the “Million Dollar Dog.” Her dog food is not only expensive, it is vegan. Howie, extremely overweight, also adopted the new diet, so his sister could survive (or so I didn’t have to feed them separately). They are no longer allowed bones or dog treats, unless I make them from scratch, from their dog food (which of course I do). Throughout this transition, they both have adapted to eating vegetables as snacks. Our vet initially laughed (I think he thought I was crazy), but he gave his blessing, saying it couldn’t hurt. He told me recently, he can’t believe she is 15 and acts like she is 2; I told him its because she is vegan. He rolled his eyes. Our dogs LOVE lettuce (Romaine over most), and they favor button and portobello mushrooms, but refuse a shiitake (reverse snobs); they hate kale but cry for cucumbers, and carrots are a delicacy. I literally cannot make a salad without them both crying and jumping; I have created vegan dog monsters.