My mom ran a household with 4 kids. When there's 4 fuckers running around you while you're trying to cook a meal for a family of 6, cross contamination is the last thing on your mind.
She would basically throw a chicken on the counter (where our cats would just walk over and sit at btw), wipe the ass of one of the kids and continue cooking.

I was actually so used to a lack of food hygiene that I would prepare my sandwiches on a counter that wasn't cleaned yet from preparing dinner earlier; and where our cats ate on. I would pulk the cathair and foreign substances of my bread and eat it.

I only started realizing how unsanitary we lived when I had a gf starting to come over. She refused to eat at our place and until she explained me I didn't understand why.

Truth be told, none of us are prone to illnesses and we never got a food poisoning.