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Originally Posted by montsnmags
Connie used to like big, American Cockroaches, and would delight in bringing them into the bedroom at Zzzelda (4am) in the morning and crunch-crunch-crunching them up next to the bed. It was worse when they were still half-alive, and she'd play with them a bit.
My dogs eat pretty much anything. And I mean anything: you probably don't want me to describe a couple of the worst things they've eaten.
Cheers,
Marc
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no we probably really don't. please don't. the cockroaches at zzzelda were revolting enough.