I managed to order beef femur bones from my local Vons. When I arrived this afternoon to pick them up, the nice young men behind the meat counter tried to send me to "aisle 5." I've been to "aisle 5," and came home with meaty soup bones that Leda says the girls will love but are very messy.
So, I persisted. No, I said, "I want femur bones. And, the nice Hispanic man who was here on Sunday ordered them for me; I saw him mark 'femur bones' on the order form." "Which Hispanic man?" they wanted to know? "The one who worked on Sunday," I said, but that didn't give them enough information. After a ten minute trip "to the freezer," one of the men came back with a HUGE box. 30 pounds, just like Leda said! But, I didn't have to buy all of them! I picked out the ones that looked the most like those cleaned, stuffed bones on sale at the pet store, they were wrapped, weighed and labeled and I came home with 7 pounds of bones for $9.00.
Look at what a good job the girls did of getting at that yummy marrow! Then I remembered Leda's warning about how that rich marrow input can result in some icky output, and I took the bones away for the day!