Usually, she's patiently waiting by the back door.
Monday - no Abby. I called out to her and I hear her toenails clicking on the floor but she doesn't greet me.
I saw why. The entire contents of a bag of fun sized M and M's was on the floor, mostly uneaten but drooled and spread everyone. It appears she didn't so much EAT the M and M's but licked off the hard candy shell leaving a very chocolatey mess on the floor.
I weighed what was left. I knew the weight of the original bag (plus an extra little zip lock of leftover SweetTarts). I figured she had not consumed more than 2 ounces total of the milk chocolate, just delighting in ripping apart about half of the wrappers and spreading them across three rooms.
Off to the vet. The little milk chocolate she ate was not enough to be a worry, but the sugar from the other candy's might give her an upset tummy. (I had a vision of sweet Tarts and a black lab's digestive track being like that Diet Coke and Mentos experiment). She was fine, and given her weight didn't have any further issues.
I still couldn't figure out how she had done it. Yes, the cupboard door was left ajar, but it was one with the drawers that slide out and they were stowed and the candy was way in the BACK, behind several bowls. She must have worked her paw through there or snooted the bowls to one side (and there's very little headroom clearance) and then slowly dragged out the candy out by snagging it with a nail.
When my husband got home I showed him the mess I'd dumped in the sink while I scrubbed floors and he went over to Abby with a "Abby?" and a disapproving look.
She couldn't' look him in the eye, it was rather comical.
But she didn't get a treat before bed and she KNEW she was in the doghouse.
I own Houdini dog. Just lock a treat inside of a closed box, wrap it in chains and dunk it in a giant tank of water.
Today she was well behaved so she got a little reward from the bargain bin at the drugstore on the way home today.
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle~!
The shell is the best part!