Biohazard Doggie Bag

After feeding time and before the patient's trays are taken back to the kitchen, I go hunting with a baggie. Like most hunters, I'm after meat. I want my dogs to be happy and what makes dogs happy is meat.

Not that the dogs would care, but I only take food from trays that have been untouched. I don't want my dogs to get cooties.

A typical hunt will yield from one-half to one pound of meat, which makes a nice midnight snack for the boys. On nights that they serve beef stew, arroz con pollo or chicken stir fry, I come home empty-handed. The boys won't eat that crap and neither will the patients. This is food that will make even a hungry dog wince and walk away.


Usually, I bring baggies from home, but yesterday I forgot. The biohazard bag worked just fine and somehow seemed appropriate. Once I collected the meat, I put it in the fridge with the patient's food.

It's funny how a biohazard bag full of something brown can sit in a refridgerator next to trays of food and no one seemed to notice or care.