Vrka, our stray Doberman had evidently been starved as a pup. As a result, she would eat anything at all. This includes bananas with peel, 5 pounds of dry rice, a piece of fried chicken that my Dad was holding (well, it was just about at her level...), a box of cloves (she had to climb up to the spice rack for that one), and other items, as they say, too numerous to mention.

We think that she had been poisoned at least once, her coat never quite recovered from it - it was dry and rough, not at all a doberman-type coat.

Her gaseous emmissions are legendary to this day, just ask my brothers.

Ah, the memories.