Ha ha ha haha ha hahahaha you're actually my mum aren't you? I know you are. Dear Murphy did all of that, ate dead birds, rats, mice, anything, old pies and sausage rolls in the street, tried to eat the neighbours hens etc etc. Lovely old Murph sadly passed away but now we have Liz who (shockingly) chases down rabbits, shake shake dead, eat. Yikes. Bryan is a darling compared to the bloodthirsty spannies.Yep, typical spaniels. I never have to worry about old food left in bowls as they're left sparkling in seconds. I DO have to make sure his treat bin is locked, though. I've gone out to utility and found it rolling on the floor but he hasn't got the tongue/paw dexterity to open a Kilner type closure (yet). I put them in there because SEALED BAGS were just too easy.
The drip trays from my old George Foreman grill mysteriously vanished from the worktop one after the other. Weeks later I found them under the utility room cupboard clean as a whistle. It appears he'd got up on work top and licked them into the next room where they got jammed under cupboard.
I never have to worry about rats getting under bird feeders as he spends hours cleaning up the suet pellets that have dropped.
Spaniels! NEVER expect anything but a wild ride with them :whew::wink: