I wasn't quite sure. . . but maybe.
I mean I had my Cheerios sitting in the bowl, ready for the milk, but the milk was just a little not right.
Milk said it did not expire until July 4th, which was just yesterday. It should have been all right, right?
I let my cat, Miss Elsie, have a sniff of the milk, and while she is a picky cat she also thought there was some thing not right about it.
I took no chances, dumped the milk, and had toast with jelly instead.