The other day I did what passes for a BIG norty!

I helped myself to some delicious roast chicken from the carcass whilst it was being served up. It had been roast with lemon and fresh garlic, and truly 'twas YUM!

I was told off, but My Mum was strangely subdued in her chastisement. Apparently, cooked chicken bones can be very dangerous for a dog and could pierce my insides and allsorts and she was worried that this might be what would see me off.  That was Sunday, this is Tuesday and I'm still here to tell the tale so methinks I've proved that it's perfectly acceptable for me to eat roast chicken wings.