The Most Expensive Chicken EVER!!!

I admit it . . . I'm basically pretty lazy. I will only buy boneless, skinless chicken. And I never buy a whole chicken unless it is already cooked. However, on Sunday at the grocery store I came across a deal too good to pass up. It was a 3 pound package of chicken thighs for just $1.05. For that I figured we could make do with the bones. Once I got home Brian set about removing the bones and skin and that should have been the end of the story. Except that a bone and some fleshy bits wound up on the floor and Molly ate inhaled it.

Here we are a couple of days later and she still hasn't passed anything remotely the size of a chicken thigh bone. Our vet told us yesterday that we would need to bring her in today if she still hadn't passed it by this morning. Imagine, if you will, how silly Brian must have looked this morning at the crack of dawn examining Molly's output in the back yard. Even I have to imagine because I was still tucked cozily in bed. Once I did get up it was time to call the vet to arrange an appointment.

So Molly and I showed up at the vet's office, with her in all of her excited beagle glory. She was so bouncy and happy and freely giving kisses that the vet had a hard time believing that there was anything wrong with her. The vet couldn't feel anything in her gut so she was brought back for a couple of x-rays. The x-rays showed something quite unbelievable. There is no trace of any kind of bone in her belly! Apparently she has broken it down so much there isn't much left or she already passed it in such small pieces that we didn't recognize it. 'Cuz you know, we are only doing visual inspections here!

The vet even warned me about what is to come, based upon her x-rays. So, instead of calling her Molly Pie it will be more appropriate to call her Poopy Pie. We still need to watch her for a few days for any signs of distress, but she should be just fine.

And cha-ching . . . that was a $200 vet bill.

So the bargain chicken has cost me $201.05.

I think I'm back to buying boneless, skinless chicken. Though I may follow in the footsteps of my cousin Christy and give up meat altogether, based upon what I saw on TV last night. But that's another story.