This past Christmas, I had cooked a turkey on the BBQ for our Christmas dinner. Part of it was a little under cooked, so I put the turkey parts in some foil, and then on a cookie sheet to put in the oven to finish cooking.  It finished cooking, so I put the cookie sheet on the counter to cool off before I put the turkey away.

I went to get my running shoes on, so I could do my 30-minute walk.  While I was putting my shoes on I heard a loud bang, sure enough Abby had knocked the cookie sheet off the counter to get at the turkey. Now mind you, this was very hot, it had only been on the counter, out of the oven, for about 5 minutes.

Well, fortunately only some of the juices spilled out on to the floor, which Abby licked up as fast as she could before I got to the kitchen.  At the time this happened we had Norman, he came into the kitchen after Abby had left, and started to lick up some of the juices.  I have rubber mats on the floor in the kitchen, and some of the juices spilled on to the mat.  Well, Norman started to eat the mat, to get all the turkey juice he could.  Of course I stopped him from eating the mat, but he kept coming back to lick up as much as he could.  Continued