My daughter received a package in the mail that was loaded with a bunch of styrofoam peanuts. After she had taken out the item that was inside, she left the box on the floor.
"You had better clean that up," I said, "or you-know-who is going to mess with it!"
"Yeah, Mom," she said. "Later."
Later never came. But you-know-who did. Yes, our furry German Shredder, Schultz, made an appearance and stuck his big black snoot in the box. He sniffed around, and decided that those peanuts looked good enough to eat. He grabbed a mouthful. A couple got impaled on his bottom fangs.
That dog shook himself like a mad man trying to get those things off. And then he pawed at his face. You should've seen it!
"Schultz," I said. "Come here, you goofball."
I made him stay still and slid the peanuts off of his teeth. (Fortunately, he didn't eat my fingers!)
"Next time, stick with doggy kibbles!"
We'll see if he listens.