As soon as I heard, I was reminded of the movie, A Christmas Story:

“But it was gone, all gone! No turkey! No turkey sandwiches! No turkey salad! No turkey gravy! Turkey hash! Turkey a la King! Or gallons of turkey soup! Gone, all GONE!”

In our case, however, it was the chicken. The raw chicken that we had left IN THE FRIDGE to thaw for dinner last night.

She knew as soon as Aaron walked in the door that she was in trouble. Big trouble. She didn’t even go up to him to apologize like she normally does. Instead, she laid down and groveled right where she was. Without a word, she snuck off to her kennel as soon as Aaron bent to pick up the “sad remains” of the chicken wrapping.

Remember: she’s allergic to chicken. Four chicken breasts is not going to do well in her system. Ah, the joys of pethood…


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