I had a great Rottweiler years ago. One of my buddies worked on Miller's kill floor at the time and used to bring by whole articulated cow leg bones all the time. Thigh bone and hip socket, knee joint, calf bone, all in one piece and fresh. Angus loved that shit. My backyard, at 441 N. Redwood Rd., was a scary looking place. And I liked it that way.
- DAA