What's the most amazing thing your dog ever ate?
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My dog ate a porcupine once. It was very messy. We had to take him to the vet which was an hour drive away. The poor guy was crying the whole way with quills all over his face and blood all over his face and he was coughing up all sorts of nasty stuff from blood to chunks of porcupine. I don`t think he would have tried that again.
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My dog at a magnetic ball which to my knowledge is still inside him. I don't really care for my dog so he'll have to live with it. ;)
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A linoleum floor, six couch cushions, a TV tray, a box of records, and several promotional packages (CDs, videotapes, t-shirts, lyrics...) my husband was getting ready to send to some record labels that were sniffing around his band. I'm amazed Bub's lived as long as he has ^_^
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It's not so much what he ate, but what he didn't eat. When I was a kid I had a german sheppard that I cooked for. Every day I would place a nice sized beef or lamb bone in water to make a broth, add rice and any leftovers that were good for his digestion (footnote. Some how, although his bowl contained a huge bone, mixed rice with kibble, broth and leftovers, a meal that he could ravish in about 30 seconds, he would somehow always manage to leave a puddle of perfectly clean peas in the bottom of the bowl (if they were included in the meal of course). How the heck did he do that while gorging himself on the mash??? (dogs are natural scavengers, if you give them a varied diet every day they do not get the indigestion associated with giving him one food only, then suddenly treating him table scraps. If their system is used to only making digestive enzymes for kibble, than scraps would give them the trots)
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Not so much amazing, as it was amusing... The dog in my house isn't mine, but is my fiancé's sister's dog. (She lives with us). One day, when she wasn't home, her dog went into her bedroom and ate one of her thongs (underwear, not footwear). Then he went back into the living room and puked it back up. My fiancé cleaned it up, and threw it away. He told her about it when she got home, and she actually went into the trash and looked at the puke to see which pair he ate! He's done it once or twice since then. Serves her right for not spending enough time with the dog (and for not closing her door when she leaves!)
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