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An old boss of mine had a lab that got into his tackle box ... the poor thing wound up getting a lure with treble hooks in each lip so it could not open it's mouth.
He took it to the vet, where the vet removed the hooks ... afterward the dog threw up ... the contents of the vomit ...
... a number of green, plastic army men, a few toy cars and some other toys, and a balled up pair of socks.
Another friend of mine who used to build wooden row boats for Mystic Seaport had a chocolate lab. We rowed out to Ram Island from the Seaport ... we got out on the shoreline, and the lab walked up to a dead seagull that washed up and ate the entire thing in one bite, and then upchucked the same seagull within seconds ... it didn't last in the dog's belly more than a second ... one of the craziest and disgusting things I've ever seen.
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