It is not entirely abnormal to come home and see some variety of this mess caused by my dog Buster. However, tonight takes the cake. I had a chicken breast defrosting in the sink, a raw chicken breast and the damn dog ate it and licked the styrofoam clean. Now, we're waiting to see if he gets salmonella. In the meantime, does anyone have a personal connection to Cesar Milan? We need the dog whisperer.
The only one that rivals the messes that Buster makes is my husband. Aren't they a fearsome duo? But, they're both too cute to stay mad at.