True Story

Bryon, he of the dog labia, has a delicate stomach.  No Chicken, Kay was told, it upsets his tummy.

So – no chicken.  But he had been having dry chicken biscuits with no trouble.

So Kay decided to try him on chicken and rice.  Chicken breast and rice, cooked by Kay so she knows exactly what is in it.

Yum, went Byron.  More please.

Not today.  Let's see how it goes first.

A while later, Kay is clearing up the kitchen.  She can hear Byron walking about, hear his claws clicking on the vinyl.  Then – sniff, sniff – what's that smell.

Goes into living room. 

Chicken certainly does upset Byron's tummy.  He has soiled himself.  Liquid poop.  With splatters.  Fortunately, and somewhat miraculously, he was in the centre of the room and even more miraculously, the only thing (apart from the flood) to catch any of this shit torrent was a dog blanket.  Byron's dog blanket at that.

Took Kay quite a long time to clean that up.  All the time vowing – No more chicken.  Never. Ever. Again.

 

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3 Responses to True Story

  1. RPM says:

    Awww…poor Byron! That's awful.

  2. Bookmole says:

    Poor Byron! All he had to do was look sheepish, and go a day without food. It's Poor Kay I feel sorry for. Though, when she told us last night, while we were boozing and smoking our sorrows away, all we could do was fall about laughing. Such good friends we three, really.

  3. Michelle says:

    that story is funny as hell. When my pug eats anything funky, he emits a smell that can bring you down. Seriously…. very bad and very embarrassing. Especially around my boyfriend. Yuk.

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