I dunno who is dafter me or Loki. He had a good lick then carried it out of his bowl onto the living room carpet
(I was washing the dishes). He had a good lick but couldnt work out how to eat it so I sat on the floor and picked off the bits of meat (there was a bit with a leg on in the bag) and hand fed him (yes he is a spoilt pooch
) he then twigged on that he had to chew it himself to get the meat and ate most of it himself (he left a couple off grisly bits
) I didnt notice any smell but if he is happy then I dont care. Right off to wash the carpet now