The universe is laughing at how dramatic I was about that whole thing. I thanked the chicken. I almost gagged. But when it was done, the house smelled like chicken soup, and I was really very proud of myself. And SO excited to feed Kaylee.
Well, kids, guess what? My dog don’t like chicken.
She ate the rice, she ate the vegetables, she spit the chicken on the floor and looked at me like I was nuts.
Seriously? Did I create a vegetarian dog? We’ll try again tomorrow. But if this dog doesn’t even like chicken, I may have to get her checked out.