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"Items that carry their owner's scent tend to be a particular favorite"

Johnny Wallflower — Fri, 31 May 2019 09:02:34 -0800

What's the weirdest thing your dog ever ate and didn't need a trip to the vet for? Asking for me. (SLTwitter)

The culprit:

Hi my name is Rio. I ate a rubber spatula head yesterday morning. I threw up all over the couch this morning, but no spatula. I do not know why my mom is anxious, nor do I know who "idiot" is.

The confederates:

Was walking our dog Mel & he was crunching & I noticed a bit of foam exiting ...the foam piece extruded more & POOF the full piece popped out. Mel had the biggest smile. My wife told me later Mel was at the neighbourhood field a few days before & he ate a piece of a sofa cushion.

This is Luna and when she was a puppy she ate a whole large tub of moisturizing cream.

Rio meet Rita. She likes to chew rocks.

Montmorency ate: A turkey carcass. Blue glitter silly putty. A can of cashews, cashews and cans. My husband makes prototype car parts for a special car company, she eats those car parts all the time. 6lb loaf of bread. Many other live animals.

What causes pica in dogs? (PetMD)

By: Ashwagandha

Ashwagandha — Fri, 31 May 2019 09:09:12 -0800

One of the things I like about dogs is that they have no shame when it comes to eating.

By: sallybrown

sallybrown — Fri, 31 May 2019 09:22:24 -0800

Dead skin from the bottom of someone's foot! My little cannibal dog.

By: chavenet

chavenet — Fri, 31 May 2019 09:23:45 -0800

they're food dogs brent

By: DigDoug

DigDoug — Fri, 31 May 2019 09:24:35 -0800

Just last night one, or both of my greyhounds at 210,000 mg of Fish Oil. The vet tells me to expect odoriferous diarrhea. (Greyhounds are too effing tall for normal tables and bars. NEVER FORGET THIS.)

By: soren_lorensen

soren_lorensen — Fri, 31 May 2019 09:25:21 -0800

Oh lordy where to even begin with the three dogs I've had? Dog #1 (when we lived way out in the sticks): Came trotting out of the woods on our property, big smile, approached the porch where we were all sitting having an afternoon drink and happily vomited up an entire deer digestive tract, basically intact. Dog #2, similar: Came home one day with a severed deer head. Dog #3 was the world champion eater though. When we first got him, he discovered where we kept the big 30# bag of dog food and one day when no one was home started eating. He did not stop, even after it started coming back out of both ends. He was ottoman-shaped for a week. He was also known for his turdsicle habit, nibbling the pockets out of my jeans in the laundry basket, cultivating the raspberry bushes in the yard like an organic farmer, waiting until they were at peak ripeness and then eating them all before I could get to them, and eating all the tomatoes off my tomato plants.

By: GenjiandProust

GenjiandProust — Fri, 31 May 2019 09:26:14 -0800

Clearly, dog-sized hamster balls are the only sane option.

By: dobbs

dobbs — Fri, 31 May 2019 09:29:26 -0800

As I posted in the thread: My dog Satchel ate a tensor bandage, which of course was rolled up like a sausage. It came out over days as I followed him around with scissors while horrified children in the park screamed that "The bad man is cutting off the doggy's tail!" Yes, he was a brown dog. He also one time ate a used condom. I didn't know he'd eaten it until the very cute girl I was talking to in the park said, "Is that a ..." Thanks, Satch! My current dog is a rescue from a First Nations Reserve in northern Quebec. She's eaten her share of wild animals. I'd had her about 2 weeks and was walking her in a large, wooded offleash park. She came running up to me and a bunch of other dog owners with something in her mouth. It was TWO chipmunks still squealing and squirming (no idea how she managed to catch the second). She shook her head violently until they shut up and then she dropped them in front of me. She picked one back up, took three steps back, and ate everything but the fur and head. She then looked at me with a "What the fuck? Eat it! It's fresh!" expression.

By: ripley_

ripley_ — Fri, 31 May 2019 09:36:18 -0800

Greyhounds are too effing tall for normal tables and bars. NEVER FORGET THIS. Ours is still in the glorious stage where he hasn't figured out that he can eat human food. He'll just rest his head comfortably on the table while standing (so tall!), sniff around, and move on. I dread the day when he puts 2+2 together.

By: drlith

drlith — Fri, 31 May 2019 09:40:22 -0800

My dalmatian mix who was born/lived on the streets until she was about 8 months old was notorious for eating weird stuff. Never took her to the vet for any of it--I guess I'm just a wait-and-see pet parent in general. In no particular order: acorns, shelf fungus, mulberry leaves, persimmons, dead animal carcasses, pillbugs, bees, moths and butterflies, spiders, used condoms, tampons, a whole bag of shredded coconut, a wooden drawer knob, pumpkin leaves, Maximilian sunflower plants, deer and horse poop... My daughter's weirdo appaloosa also has an expansive palate and samples a lot of trees and shrubberies --pine, willow, black locust which is not great for them but he doesn't consume enough to worry about, and lately while I've been letting my 4-horsepower self-propelled lawn mowers work on the back yard I've caught him pruning the hardy fig for me and pulling Virginia creeper off the house.

By: loquacious

loquacious — Fri, 31 May 2019 09:51:39 -0800

My childhood dog ate a some balloons once. The next day she pooped them out. They were full of poop, like pre-bagged dog dookie sausages. For reference this dog was an undersized smooth haired fox terrier that looked like an overgrown chihuahua and a undersized whippet, and basically had all the (lack of) brains, temerity and appetite of Satan's Little Helper from the Simpsons. She was a good dog but not very bright, and constantly, endlessly hungry. I remember we fed her the entire load of cooked offal from a turkey for Thanksgiving dinner. It must have been like a third of her body weight. I remember her eyes lighting up and that look of 'OMGOMGOMGOMG ALL FOR ME!?!" as she sat their just vibrating in anticipation. She wolfed down the entire pile and her normally concave whippet-like abdomen filled out until she looked like one of those overweight sausage-shaped chihuahuas. Then she laid down, curled up and shivered and quietly whimpered happily until she fell asleep. That might have been the only time in that dog's life where she wasn't hungry at all for a few hours.

By: schoolgirl report

schoolgirl report — Fri, 31 May 2019 09:51:51 -0800

Child-sized socks, and hair scrunchies, so many hair scrunchies. They all reappear intact.

By: soren_lorensen

soren_lorensen — Fri, 31 May 2019 09:56:32 -0800

Ours is still in the glorious stage where he hasn't figured out that he can eat human food. The day we brought our beloved Doggo #1 home from the pound, he took a big gulp of spicy+++ Korean noodle soup out of a bowl my husband had just put down on the coffee table. He never tried to eat human food again.

By: EmpressCallipygos

EmpressCallipygos — Fri, 31 May 2019 09:58:42 -0800

The first time our family dog K.C. (a cockapoo) went to a dog groomer, they sent him home with a little ribbon tied around his neck. When he got home, he immediately started running around the living room, pausing to try to paw it off his neck; Dad scoffed and insisted we take it off, but Mom said to at least wait until she got a picture of him with it on. My brother and I had fun chasing him around while Mom went looking for her camera; but when she finally found it, the ribbon was inexplicably gone. We looked behind a few chairs and tables, trying to find it so we could put it on again for a quick picture, but couldn't find it and Dad talked Mom into just giving up and we left it. The next morning, just after breakfast, Dad let K.C. out into the front lawn for his morning constitutional, and kept an eye on him while he washed the breakfast dishes. After a couple minutes, Dad glanced out the window at K.C., then did a double take back at him, then cracked up "Well, now we know where the ribbon went," he said, heading to get his coat and go outside to retrieve the "poop-on-a-rope" he'd seen..

By: drlith

drlith — Fri, 31 May 2019 09:59:44 -0800

Nom nom nom

By: loquacious

loquacious — Fri, 31 May 2019 10:09:14 -0800

Oh man I just had a bad thought. Dogs eat string. Dogs eat poop. Dog 1 poops out poop on a string, and then dog 2... and so on. Well, there you have it. Now you have a Doggopede.

By: notsnot

notsnot — Fri, 31 May 2019 10:18:52 -0800

The best is when one of the doggos eats some hair, just even accidentally. You know it because they poop, and the other end of the hair is still in their butt, and they get this bug-eyed look, and then run around the yard with their poop chasing them!

By: MillMan

MillMan — Fri, 31 May 2019 10:27:33 -0800

I had an Airedale terrier as a kid. On occasion we'd forget to close the bathroom door before we left. She'd eat the toilet paper and then eat the bar soap too. Often had a foamy mouth when we got home.

By: Johnny Wallflower

Johnny Wallflower — Fri, 31 May 2019 10:31:44 -0800

Nom nom nom posted by drlith Weirdest dalmation I've ever seen.

By: misskaz

misskaz — Fri, 31 May 2019 10:32:32 -0800

My first two greyhounds were so well-behaved. My current needlenose, however, has gotten into quite a few things. She chewed the corners of a few tables and cabinets. Ate the entire head of a Funco Pop doll. Most of a four-color pen. Also, until recently we lived somewhere where we had to wear foam earplugs to sleep every night and she is/was OBSESSED with eating them. The earplugs were the only thing she would go after even while we were home.

By: coppertop

coppertop — Fri, 31 May 2019 10:42:27 -0800

It's not so much weird, because, *dog*, you know, but: It was dark and time for bed. I put the dogs out to do their business before crating them in the bedroom for the night. Time passes, I open the door to let them in. Lucy is at the door, waiting. Ella is not. I call. No response. Maybe in the middle of dropping a load? I wait a couple of minutes, call again. Nothing. Lucy is kind of back-and-forth anxious. I get a flashlight and scan the yard. At the far corner, near the gas meter, Ella, the big basset hound, looks up from a pile of ...something... I rush out in stocking feet to find she has killed a full-grown rabbit and has eaten the back half of it. I shudder, then toss the front half over the fence for the scavengers and run back into the house to google "my dog just ate a rabbit, what do I do?" The key bit of advice was, "live game is pretty rich, so if your dog is used to kibble, it may get an upset stomach and vomit or..." Cue Ella, now six feet away on the living room carpet going "hork. HORK. HOOOOORK." and up it comes. I half-shouted at my wife, who was on the couch but could not see what just happened, "STAY THERE! DON'T LOOK." Daughter comes out of her room, asking "What's going on?" "GET BACK IN YOUR ROOM. DON'T COME OUT UNTIL I SAY SO." Through the door I hear her continuing to ask what's going on as my wife is laughing on the couch while I scoop up the pile of entrails, fur, etc. No visit to the vet, but she did need de-worming later.

By: They sucked his brains out!

They sucked his brains out! — Fri, 31 May 2019 10:42:46 -0800

I caught my dog trying to nibble on the desiccated remains of a city rat. Whenever we go outside, he walks back to that spot to look around.

By: EmpressCallipygos

EmpressCallipygos — Fri, 31 May 2019 11:00:13 -0800

I have this earlier story from the friend of a friend about his dog learning how to peel fruit.

By: traveler_

traveler_ — Fri, 31 May 2019 11:02:40 -0800

My childhood dog ate a some balloons once. The next day she pooped them out. They were full of poop, like pre-bagged dog dookie sausages. Hold on, I'm getting a business idea...

By: drlith

drlith — Fri, 31 May 2019 11:10:15 -0800

Weirdest dalmation I've ever seen. (From Pied Beauty, by Gerard Manley Hopkins) ... All things counter, original, spare, strange; Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?) With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim; He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change: Praise him.

By: witchen

witchen — Fri, 31 May 2019 11:18:13 -0800

My dog Satchel ate a tensor bandage My dog Peaches ate one, too. Her tensor bandage was wrapped around her soon-to-be amputated tail, which she'd damaged beyond repair by gnawing on it. She didn't stop gnawing, even after the tail was bandaged. Then one day, long after the amputation, Peaches pooped on the sofa and my spouse called me into the room--"I think you need to see this"--and I was horrified to see a wad of tensor bandage, neon orange coated in brown, about the size of a thumb, neatly bound as if straight from the vet's office. Only it was separate from Peaches' body, and it was brown. And it had been in her tract for at least, at that point, 4 weeks?? She's currently going through a cushion-gnawing phase and I am seriously concerned about what kinds of masses she's harboring in her gut for some future poopsplosion of fabric and foam.

By: solotoro

solotoro — Fri, 31 May 2019 11:18:23 -0800

about his dog learning how to peel fruit. I got a dog for my sixth birthday, so once my younger brother hit that age, there was of course a lot of talk (mainly from him) about him getting a similar present. And, as it happened, around about that time a stray adopted my grandma; her yard, anyway. She wasn't much of an animal person at all, and I'm pretty sure it had been less than a year prior she'd seen a stray on her lawn, and she called animal control that same day, but something about this pup must have caught her sympathy, because she waited a bit, then called my parents instead, to see if they wanted to try to catch and adopt him on their next visit, and she'd put water and food out in the meantime so he'd stick around. She had loads of pecan trees on her property, and come to find out the reason she liked the dog so much (or at all) was because she saw him shelling the pecans before eating them. She was so impressed she figured he had to be good people. (She was right, he was great, but sadly he passed away at a young age, and long before the rise of camera phones, so no photos accompany this story.)

By: palmcorder_yajna

palmcorder_yajna — Fri, 31 May 2019 11:27:52 -0800

DigDoug, I've been there. Our late, much-loved cowboy corgi, Midge, once chewed open a brand new bottle of fish oil capsules and managed to vacuum down ~800 of them. I immediately phoned the ASPCA poison control hotline (I had them on speed-dial during our years with Midge) and the consulting vet burst out laughing and refused to charge me for the call.

By: poffin boffin

poffin boffin — Fri, 31 May 2019 11:42:09 -0800

a big wad of cash, which caused a lot of ill will and suspicion amongst my stoner roommates until the dog in question pooped defiantly in the stairwell and it was full of $20s

By: The Underpants Monster

The Underpants Monster — Fri, 31 May 2019 11:53:20 -0800

My mother's beagle ate a ballpoint pen and a bunch of charcoal briquets. The only ill effect was a case of blue paws

By: marylynn

marylynn — Fri, 31 May 2019 11:59:20 -0800

My dog eats everything. By quantity the most ingested non-food item is definitely hair since I shed more than I can catch. This leads to a condition known as "the dangles" and he needs a "vessel assist" by one of us. After the dangle is removed you've never seen a happier lad. By uniqueness well, it would be hard to top the time puppy Archie ate a bag of fishing grubs (no hooks, all plastic). A whole bag's worth. They all came out intact and he did a LOT of happy dancing with those assists. He's also eaten: q-tips, pieces of his toys, so so so much kleenex, a pen cap, birds and gophers his cat brother brings home and we can't get to fast enough. All seem to come out just fine and he's healthy as a horse. However, recently, he seems to have eaten what we could only imagine was a cup or more of kitty litter (the litterbox is a known source of treats we work at keeping him out of but we're not perfectly diligent) and that didn't work out so well for him. I mean, it worked itself out, but it wasn't as pleasant as those grubs that's for sure.

By: The Underpants Monster

The Underpants Monster — Fri, 31 May 2019 11:59:52 -0800

Obligatory: I had to do it. I haven't been fed. Ever.

By: randomnity

randomnity — Fri, 31 May 2019 12:18:36 -0800

This thread really gives me hope after five non-stop weeks of trying to prevent the new puppy from eating every damn thing in reach 24/7 and not always succeeding. Maybe she will survive to adulthood after all!

By: randomnity

randomnity — Fri, 31 May 2019 12:31:41 -0800

To be more on-topic, a subset includes rocks, rabbit poop, much dirt and mud, moss, bark and leaves from still-attached shrub branches, rubber pieces gnawed out of the fatigue mat, wood chips gnawed off the deck, wood chips gnawed off the kitchen cabinets, wood chips gnawed off the wall corner....all while directly supervised in a relatively puppy-proofed area. She would certainly love to eat everything else mentioned in the thread if she had access to it.

By: FirstMateKate

FirstMateKate — Fri, 31 May 2019 12:43:02 -0800

I have been dog sitting my sister's dog, peaches, for the first time as an overnight stay this week. She has anxiety-devoured the crotch to my underwear out of the dirty laundry basket. I lost 5 pairs before realizing what was happening.

By: invitapriore

invitapriore — Fri, 31 May 2019 13:09:05 -0800

A packet of clay powder, which combined with her saliva left an intensely resilient gooey coating on the rug and on her snout. She expressed much affront at the subsequent wipe-down of her face with a wet towel. The turds were about what you'd expect.

By: drlith

drlith — Fri, 31 May 2019 14:03:26 -0800

I'm also reminded of when my sister's rottweiler attempted to eat a can of spray paint sitting out in the back yard, a misadventure that no one noticed until AFTER said paint-spattered rottie was let back into the house.

By: mfoight

mfoight — Fri, 31 May 2019 14:28:31 -0800

An entire turkey ... he open the refrigerator door and ate an entire defrosted 20 lb. turkey. All that remained was the plastic wrapper and the red popper on the floor No vet visit, no indigestion. Chow Chows are beasts!

By: Johnny Wallflower

Johnny Wallflower — Fri, 31 May 2019 14:44:24 -0800

I'm starting to think y'all are making up these stories because there are no pictures of dogs to be found in any of them.

By: Johnny Wallflower

Johnny Wallflower — Fri, 31 May 2019 14:45:23 -0800

I take that back. drlith did post a picture of hers, bless its heart.

By: Midnight Skulker

Midnight Skulker — Fri, 31 May 2019 14:54:25 -0800

A friend had her Doberman eat the same cargo strap three times in a row.

By: bookgirl18

bookgirl18 — Fri, 31 May 2019 15:32:55 -0800

Our late family dog got a hold of some fancy soaps stolen from a hotel spa we had visited and ate the wrappers off before we were able to wrest away the actual soap. There is nothing like seeing a dog slowly step away from his poop, proudly revealing that it is covered in elaborate gold script that still clearly reads "Spa."

By: flaterik

flaterik — Fri, 31 May 2019 15:34:41 -0800

Threads like this make me happy that my dog is so goddamn weird about eating. He really doesn't know how to dog. All items to be consumed must be batted around the floor first. He utterly fails at eating treats outside. He is a rescue who was picked up on the street; I have NO idea how he survived. There is so much kibble under our couches at all times.

By: fancypants

fancypants — Fri, 31 May 2019 15:46:03 -0800

My beloved idiot hound dog ate a tennis ball that had to come out the expensive way. He ate some unidentified thing that required a $1,000 spa day at the vet before he decided to poop out. Thank god for pet insurance and that he loves his crate and doesn't mind hanging out in it while I'm out of the house because he's sure as heck not being left to his own eating devices anymore.

By: invitapriore

invitapriore — Fri, 31 May 2019 15:52:24 -0800

I'm starting to think y'all are making up these stories because there are no pictures of dogs to be found in any of them. This is a pretty good representation of her guilty face

By: The Underpants Monster

The Underpants Monster — Fri, 31 May 2019 17:56:06 -0800

I'm sure I've told you about the Corningware casserole Pippi the Springer Spaniel brought home one day. And the lid, a few days later. She also tried to run off with Grandma's roast Christmas goose that had been set on a side table by the window. Grandma cut off the bits with teeth marks and it was fine.

By: loquacious

loquacious — Fri, 31 May 2019 19:43:29 -0800

There is so much kibble under our couches at all times. Mister, I don't know how to tell you this but that's a cat.

By: Nancy_LockIsLit_Palmer

Nancy_LockIsLit_Palmer — Fri, 31 May 2019 20:23:30 -0800

This thread is making me also glad for my how-did-you-even-survive-on-the-streets dog's food weirdness. My theory is that all he ate was scavenged human food and grass, because he will go 3-4 days without eating, easy, despite a constantly available supply of dog food. It's like he forgets eating is a thing he can do. Then he'll find a scrap of bread or pizza crust or something and go, "Oh yeah, I can do this thing!", snarf down the scrap, then trot over and practically inhale the same bowl of kibble that's been sitting at his place for days. It's really funny (actually annoying) when people use their own experience with dogs to extrapolate that I MUST be wrong, because Dogs Will Always Eat. Then I get Max to demonstrate. He will politely accept dog food or a treat from them, then carefully carry it to the side and drop it. Pull out a Cheerio, though? A strand of pasta? He is your Best Friend. And may then reconsider the dog food. When he visits his Auntie while I travel, she usually just orders a pizza his first day so he'll eat. She knows his ways.

By: KirTakat

KirTakat — Fri, 31 May 2019 22:56:19 -0800

Dogs in elk is missing from this thread! My dog is actually pretty good about not eating weird things, fortunately.

By: ninazer0

ninazer0 — Sat, 01 Jun 2019 02:42:24 -0800

Well, there you have it. Now you have a Doggopede. Severely tempted to boop you on the snoot with a rolled up newspaper for that one. No!! Bad Loquacious!

By: lollusc

lollusc — Sat, 01 Jun 2019 03:23:35 -0800

When I was a little kid my dog ate a whole box of crayons and did rainbow coloured poops for days. It was the best thing ever. I think my parents thought so do, because I voluntarily followed him around cleaning up his business (so I could show it to more people).

By: chainsofreedom

chainsofreedom — Sat, 01 Jun 2019 07:33:41 -0800

My parents late dog Charlie loved to eat goose poop. They were like little green Cheetos to him. Often he would hork them back up during the same walk. They would be in almost identical condition as before.

By: philip-random

philip-random — Sat, 01 Jun 2019 09:33:10 -0800

ctrl-f "slugs" = 0 Our Copper remains unique.

By: loquacious

loquacious — Sat, 01 Jun 2019 10:47:48 -0800

Severely tempted to boop you on the snoot with a rolled up newspaper for that one. No!! Bad Loquacious! Well, then don't think about what happens when doggos try to make puppers and they get... stuck for a while and turn into some kind of sheepish, awkward eight-legged, two-headed demon dog lurching around the yard... or try to make it to the bowl of kibble, and then... decide who gets to eat and then maybe fight about it. *shudder, thousand yard stare* Really did not need to see that at my dad's surfer friend bachelor pad at, like, eight. They're all good dogs but man dogs can be so gross and weird sometimes. Cats don't have any lead here, either. I used to have a cat that was a string-eater, and that included hair. While it was still attached to my head. In my sleep. Nothing like waking up to a cat sitting on your head horking on your own hair and having to like, pull it out of the slimy depths and then go wash your head at four in the morning. Gaaah cat no why why.

By: The Underpants Monster

The Underpants Monster — Sat, 01 Jun 2019 12:46:38 -0800

Yeah, I had a fool cat with Pica once (the Pica and the foolcatism were apparently unrelated) and man, we had to be careful with everything she might be able to get to. I once saw her pick up a shard of broken glass before I got to her.

By: Secret Sparrow

Secret Sparrow — Sat, 01 Jun 2019 15:06:43 -0800

Okay, here we go... My childhood dog (German Short-haired Pointer) was tall enough to get at anything left out on the kitchen counter. It did not however occur to my Mother that the dog might be interested in a 2L plastic ice cream tub of frozen homemade applesauce left to defrost in the sink. Lesson learned. If I'm remembering correctly that dog also once ate a rather large quantity of seed corn, because why would you expect to need to keep that safe from a doggers? My neighbour's dog (Portuguese Water Dog) likes the classics: she ate all of the straps off a pair of Keen sports sandals (including the laces and plastic toggles), leaving just the soles. For that we induced vomiting with hydrogen peroxide (okayed it with the vet first) and got all of the significant pieces back. She also once ate a small knitted dish rag. A friend's dog (mid-size black mutt) once ate a rubber glove. This was discovered when he began the process of pooping it out. Apparently he was annoyed by the rubber glove partially protruding from his anus and his solution was to pull on it with his teeth and then eat it again (the teenagers who observed this were too grossed out to intervene). This was repeated at least twice. The same dog stealth ate a 1kg bag of black liquorice nibs, got an upset stomach and asked to go outside, and then vomited up the whole mess (horrified teenage onlookers saw the steaming black pile melt down into the snow). Another friend's dog (BIG shaggy black mutt) spent her early life under-fed in an under-funded rescue shelter and wound up with an eating disorder and an anxiety disorder. Given access to food she would eat until she physically couldn't anymore (entire bags of kibble), leave her alone and she would chew on inedible things (like the frames of expensive racing bicycles). She was also an escape artist, able to unlatch crates, pop doors open, squeeze through improbably small gaps. Once she managed to escape her crate while everyone was out and although she didn't escape the basement she got into the pantry and ate several boxes of All-Bran cereal. Then she vomited up bran "pancakes" all over the basement floor. Now, given this pattern of behaviour, is this a dog that you would teach how to open the fridge? Yeah, me neither. And yet, that's what my friend did (sometimes he doesn't think things through first). He taught THIS dog how to open the fridge and fetch him a beer. And the hilarious thing is she never took advantage of the situation. Never opened the fridge unless she was asked to first, never took out anything except beer - not even when there was an entire Thanksgiving turkey in there tempting her.

By: frumiousb

frumiousb — Sat, 01 Jun 2019 15:19:21 -0800

I'm reading this with slightly hysterical laughter, since my RottieX Huggy just spent a very expensive 24 hours at the vet after eating an entire mango pit whole. She's a frequent flier at the vet for food thievery, but for non-vet related trips: A can of beans which she opened with her teeth without damage A box of Chinese medicine cough syrup Foam earplugs A Christmas basket full of fruit at her dogsitter She's blind now, but it doesn't slow her down...

By: Mister Moofoo

Mister Moofoo — Sat, 01 Jun 2019 19:00:53 -0800

When I was wee, my family had a Brittany named Alabama (named by my older sister). While I'm sure there are other weird things, I'm told Alabama ate at least one stuffed animal (a koala), and most of a reel of 8mm movie film (not the reel, just the film).

By: ellieBOA

ellieBOA — Sun, 02 Jun 2019 02:58:05 -0800

My parents have always had springer spaniels, two big size sisters for most of my childhood and then two small girls consecutively. One of the sisters, Tilley, ate my whole chocolate birthday cake when I was 7, while we were at the front door, and the cake was on a breakfast bar height table! Tilley and her sister, Hodge, had to be fed far apart as they always thought the other's identical dinner was more interesting, but would defend them to the death. The next dog, Molly, loved underwear and would poop out socks and knickers in the garden. Current dog, Bramble, somehow the crazy, neediest, most energetic of all of them, perfect for my dad's retirement, eats every toy/ball she has had, and most of the cushions, always starting with my mum's favourites...

By: randomnity

randomnity — Mon, 03 Jun 2019 07:10:57 -0800

We discovered yesterday that the puppy thinks hail is the most delicious thing ever. She got super excited about all the new treats in the backyard.