The late and greatly lamented Vrka would eat any vegetable she could get ahold of - and she was alwas trying to get ahold of food. I'm including jalapenos, here, too. (I know she tasted that one, I heard it crunch, and she licked her chops for a long time afterward.) She'd eat tomatos, including the vine, I had to fence her away from the broccoli, and she made herself sick once on peaches.
EDIT: Elder daughter has fond memories of going out into the garden, pulling up radishes and feeding them to Vrka.
My other dogs have had, um, more refined tastes. Right now, Monty is getting canned green beans every night to help with his rather finicky digestion.
Last edited by MomOnBike; 09-28-2006 at 06:40 PM.
Reason: Couldn't resist one last thing
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