The power of poultry

As a vegan, I very rarely have meat in our house. But I have noticed that when I decide to cook chicken, the dogs turn into addicts. They immediately smell the chicken and flock to the kitchen where they begin to stalk me. Even after the meal, they attempt to knock over the trash can and get into the chicken bits. Basil will stand on the kitchen rug for hours hoping that maybe, just maybe, a piece of chicken will magically fall onto the floor. I guess that is just animal instinct.