Before I showered today, I got out to thaw some chicken (for tonight) and a pork tenderloin (for tomorrow). Marc was watching Lullabelle, but she was chewing on her bone so he wasn't too worried. When she gets a chew bone, she is in the zone. Then we put her in the crate and ran some errands.
When we returned, I found the tenderloin wrapper on the floor under the ironing board. Sometime when we thought she was chewing on her bone, Lullabelle got the pork off the counter, chewed through the plastic wrap and ATE THE WHOLE THING!
Raw! Half frozen! Yuck!
(No, we don't suspect Sandy. Although maybe we should. . .)
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