Harley and Darlene enjoyed theirs, two days ago.
But Truman waits. And waits. And waits. He secures it under his bedding. When he is sure everyone is done with theirs, he starts on his.
Two days later...he is almost sure it is safe to eat.
Ino wrote: I remember stocking them and bagging them for people when I worked at the pet store and the smell that came out of the box when a shipment arrived was pretty raunchy.
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