Mine at light bulbs. And digested them.
Lightbulbs?? That take’s the cake! Sounds like painful eliminations after that experience.
My Newfie/Lab mix got into the garbage can after I put bacon grease paper towels in there. I did not know that until we took him on a walk during a snowstorm the next day. Good thing I had mittens on. Pulling them out was like a towel dispenser.
The sword swallower also pokes his nose into any handbag left on the floor, sniffs out the pack of gum and swallows the package, whole.
“Mine at light bulbs. And digested them.”
I too owned a glass-eating dog, but I did not know it until years after the fact. My sister had convinced me to adapt a stray that she found six months previously. The dog was a mix of Australian Shepherd and Collie, as best we as could figure. The dog was absolutely wonderful but he had a touchy stomach and we had to be careful about his diet. Years later, my sister sheepishly confessed: the dog ate a pair of glasses. She found came home and found a mangled plastic frame, but both glass lenses were entirely missing. The vet dismissed the idea the that George ate the lenses and besides, the glass would not show up on x-rays. My sister wasn’t convinced, so she fed George lots of bread and for days and washed out all the poop in strainers while sifting for evidence. Sure enough, long thin shards of curved glass emerged looking like scimitars. Small wonder the dog had a touchy stomach, but he lived to at least 14 years.
I never had a dog that wasn’t food motivated and have concluded that dogs are idiots (but I love them anyway!).