My aunt invited us to New Year's Day lunch one year, and, while she was greeting us in the hall, she shut her dog and cat in the kitchen. Then when she went back to serve up the whole salmon she'd cooked for the occasion, the cat had jumped onto the table, knocking much of the salmon onto the floor. The dog ate the salmon on the floor and the cat ate what was left... Strangely enough, the guests didn't fancy it so much.
Then there was the time my beagle ate a whole butter pat. Fortunately--or perhaps not so fortunately--it came back out again within five minutes, almost unaltered apart from being melted round the edges.
My dog has never had chocolate, but he seems to find the scent of it especially appealing.
I have a couple of squares of chocolate most days as my evening dessert and when he smells it on my breath he tries to get on my lap to get as close as possible. Doesn't do that for anything else. The other little pooch remains completely oblivious.
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Then there was the time my beagle ate a whole butter pat. Fortunately--or perhaps not so fortunately--it came back out again within five minutes, almost unaltered apart from being melted round the edges.