My former housemate had Great Danes. One of hers was Basil. I have lots of Basil stories. I’ve spoiler boxed the really squicky part of this story.
The one that comes to mind after reading this thread is the day that Basil decided that bird seed smelled good. And the follow-up a couple of days later.
Basil noticed the birds going to and from the bird feeder in the backyard, and got curious. Being a large Great Dane he had the height to actually rise up on his hind legs to take a look at the feeder, and see what might be in it. And he had the mass that he could lean on the feeder’s pole, and bend it down to the ground, spilling out all that seed onto the ground. I can’t say what the exact progress was, for when we found out what had happened we’d simply found the bird feeder bent over at an angle bringing it to within about a foot of the ground.
My housemate cursed and muttered and started talking about looking for a more sturdy bird feeder.
Then she saw what happened a day or so later.
Basil had ingested the mass of bird seed in one lump feeding. And it proseeded to leave in the same manner. And, well, canine dentition is not suited to grinding seeds up. Rather what he must have done was simply gulped the seed whole. Because they were coming out the same way. Imbedded in the normal matrix of excreta.
Consider that for a moment, please. Imagine passing something that’s studded with innumerable seeds, some of which were sunflower seed.
My housemate had the pleasure and misfortune of watching this. She said that his eyes were rolling incredibly, and he was groaning, as he passed this load. As she was still annoyed about the broken bird feeder, she enjoyed seeing him reap the rewards of his gluttony.
Until she noticed that the birds were coming down, and picking the seed out of the steaming piles.
She decided, after that, she didn’t really want to feed the birds, after all.