I mean, this Crew stinks anyway. And they are kinda gassy, too. But feeding them left-over Brussel Sprouts probably wasn’t the best idea. I didn’t want to waste them, and the chickens are all gone, so to the dogs they went.
Good Lord, that Jeep is gonna REEK tomorrow. Doxie winked at me as he wolfed the last couple down. The stinky bastard!
I’m in for a big Christmas Dog Fart.
That’s almost as bad as feeding Greyhounds broccoli. Just - no.
The funny thing is, 4 of them wouldn’t eat them, till Doxie scarfed his down. Then it was a competition. They all had eat theirs, or he would get them. Lord knows they can’t let that happen!
Dogs are funny. And stinky.
As I mentioned in that earlier dachshund thread, I also grew up with a bona-fide pedigreed Heying-Teckle dachshund, also named Doxie, who would eat anything he saw people eating.
The other day my partner’s dog gulped nearly a whole breadfruit that had fallen from the tree. I was spared the consequences, as I am quarantining with my son who recently arrived on an airplane from California, but I’ve been told the consequences were epic.
I’m pretty sure Doxie also ate a field mouse earlier today. This is gonna be bad…
Worse for the field mouse.
It’s trapped in there.
Yeah, ya gotta be careful with Limburger, too.
god that shit’s almost forty years old. Where did my life go???
Brussel Sprouts are not allowed into my house.
That is all. 
No Jeep ride today, but somebody dropped a Deuce in the Mudroom. Nasty buggers!
Pluto, the Spaniel With The Iron Stomach readily handles quite a variety of small fruits, cheese and raw vegetables (ie. carrots, celery and lettuce) in limited quantities, but I’m not about to risk feeding him members of the Brassica family.
Brussels sprouts and dachshunds? You might want to move into a motel for a couple of days.
Leftover asparagus and Betsy the obese Beagle turned out to be a deadly combination.
When was Christmas Eve? Yep…still smelling it.
I admit it. I ‘Febrezed’ her hind end a few times.
Hey! She thought it was a game😲
You would too, if the right person febreezed your rear end. …spriiiiitzz.
To paraphrase Bad Santa: “I’ve never Fabreezed ANYONE!”
My dachshund Mauser once ate 2/3 of a bag of Mint Oreos that was accidentally left under the front seat of our car. Sis and I went into the restaurant, and came back just as Mauser was polishing them off. He didn’t get sick, but walking him for the next day and a half was… interesting.
Twice, by means of extreme sneakiness, our long-departed cocker spaniel managed to scarf up batches of brownies.
In spite of the known sensitivity of dogs to chocolate, she did not get sick, unless you count the massive outpouring of chocolatey diarrhea.
We went through a lot of rug shampoo on those occasions.
This thread title gives me great pleasure every time I see it. Thanks.
This remark spotlights a question that’s been gnawing in the back of my mind throughout this thread: How is any of this any different that feeding Brussels sprouts (or asparagus, or Mint Oreos, or whatever) to a human, possibly even including yourself?
When I was quite young, family lore has it, our Airedale ate a box of crayons, and produced output in full rainbow technicolor for several days thereafter.
ETA: And I have just discovered, literally in the last two days, that drinking Concord grape juice results in output that not only smells like Concord grape juice, but is also purple.
In the ‘90s, when I worked at Quaker Oats, we had an issue in which one of the food dyes that we used in the multi-colored Cap’n Crunch Crunchberries (a blue dye) didn’t break down particularly well in some kids’ digestive systems. There were a number of panicky phone calls from worried parents, whose darling children were now producing blue or green poo. 
Reminds me of one of the plotlines in “Cujo”, written in 1981. Seems like someone involved should have remembered that, or any real life inspiration for the “food dye freaks out parents when kids’ output is weird colors” plot.