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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