No cooked chicken bones!
I lost a dog that way and I’ll never forgive myself
Oh man…sorry to hear that. We don’t have ours yet, but simply mentally preparing has me feeling like he’s part of the family. I can’t imagine the heartache of losing him over something so benign.
Thanks for the heads up, though.
Over a decade later I still think about it fairly often. I have two dogs now and to this day when I make chicken I take the garbage with bones in it and place that bag in the chest in my truck bed to bring to work to throw in the dumpster.
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