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Reminds me of our dog when I was a small lad: we had a Leonberger and we had company over for my dads birthday. My mum made some salted herring (Dutch thing ) and when the party was over there where a few left overs from the herring. My mum throwed it in the trash and when we let the company out the dog saw his change: he ate all the scraps. Man he was sick for two days. People are like: never again. Our dog when he smelled salted herring: yum give me some
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