She put some steaks in the fridge to defrost and then forgot about them till one day Pops open the door and it smelled like an outhouse. So the steaks went in the trash. Now, as any dog will tell you, just because something smells bad doesn't mean it tastes bad. Besides, smell is a pretty subjective sense anyway. I swear that flesh tastes better after it sits in the sun a few days; you ever smell dog food, hmm hmm. Well, I wasn't about to let them steaks go to waste. They must have figured that I wouldn't go in the trash due to the smell because they didn't lock it in the bathroom as usual. yeah, right. I got those steaks out of that trash and down my gullet in about two, maybe three minutes tops. And I didn't need no Rolaids afterwoods, either.