Talk to the foot!

One day on - Floyd tried another chickens foot.
Thought nothing of it and headed off to work.
(I will set the scene: Just so the 2 dogs that we are looking after survive, I separate them. 2 have the lounge and the back garden and the other 2 have the kitchen the staircase and a bedroom.)
Home at 5ish and found that this foot hadn't agreed with him at all. He left his breakfast all over the spare bed. Rosie, our other dog went off upstairs to investigate as soon as she got out of the lounge and not to be outdone, proceeded to pee all over the bed! First job the husband had was taking a mattress to the tip.
So, no more chicken feet in this house - that's so yesterday's craze!