Originally posted by lizbud

I'll be watching the poops for days to come.
Yeah, Poop Patrol ~ WE kan relate ta dat!

Not too long aftur SmokeMutt showed up...
Dad <munched> on sum Chikin an fell asleep inna Kliner chair...
Leavin da chikin bonez "unguarded"

He woke up to a "kleen plate" an kalled the ER Vets...

Dey sed to feed us a lotta BREAD - it would "pad" da bones an help
em to "pass through". Also sed ta "Check da OutPut" fur
blood and/or chikin "bits".
(At 3 AM we drove 30 milez to buy a loaf a Bread!)
Anna KAT wuz NOT Happie about bein FORCED ta eat Bread!)

Fur TWO WEEKz we hadda do walkies onna LEASH!
An Dad "baggied up" allua *stuff* and did an *exam* of ebery baggie.

We tried ta tell him we <chewed> reel gud - but he dint lissen...
Nebber found any blood;
an only a few lil tiny chikin bone bits.

"TIP" frum Dad:
Chikin Bonez NOW get put rite inna Baggie;
and are "stored" inna FREEZER till garbage nite!
(There's NEBBER anythin "gud" inna kitchin trash kan!)
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