I'll never forget a time we were preparing chicken for a BBQ at the Legion. It was a beautiful day and we were all outside with sharp knives removing the excessive fat off the chicken legs. We forgot the buckets full of this fat under the table. Well, a couple of hours later I remembered that it should be placed in the garbage bin.   Went outside. To late. Almost that is. The neighbors dog ventured over and had it self one hell of a meal. If it didn't bring it up I'm sure it had the skitters for days.