“Another time I had made fudge and left it on the island in the kitchen.”
When my golden was a puppy, he got into the chocolate cake we baked for 20 people. Walked into the kitchen and there he was , with a big hole in the cake, cake all over his face and a look on his face that said, “this isn’t going to end well.”
We put him in his cage so we could watch him. A few minutes later it all came up. Plus things we didn’t even know he ate. He spent that night at the vet.