My defrosting dinner, damnit!
Thursday, I took some frozen hamburger out and put it in a sink full of hot water to defrost. I had to add water every once in a while, but before long, the meat was getting to the point I could put it in the frig. I was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper and I happened to look over to the counter. A strange noise had caught my attention.
Chandler was on the counter, his back to me and he was looking down onto the kitchen floor. The noise was an odd crinkling noise and I got up to investigate.
And what I found was Handsome working on the bag that had been in the water. He’d somehow braved the water and retrieved the bag. But he just couldn’t do the ziplock, so he was pulling it apart with what remains of his teeth. I chased him, trying to get it away from him and realized I really needed a picture of this.
After I took this picture, I took the baggie away from him, put it in another bag and sealed it and threw it away.
Yeah, I could have been nice and let him have some, but you don’t get rewarded for stealing what was to be our evening meal.
He’s such a goofball.