Chicken Tartare

In her perennial place under the kitchen table.

Mom cutting chicken for stir fry.

Ooops. Dropped one piece.

Fast as lightening, into the battlefield. She won.

Spoils of battle: one half of a raw, boneless, skinless chicken breast.

Galomp. Nom, nom. Gone. Tail waggy-waggy!

Call to vet: is it ok that she ate big piece of raw chicken?

Yes. Watch for diarrhea in the morning.

OK, thanks. Off to bed.

Good poop this am. All's well that ends well.

Muscle memory. She returned to under the kitchen table this am.

Hopeful....