Here are some anecdotes about my chocolate labrador, Chip, who is 8. Photos are available of Chip, although I don't have photos of him in his naughtiness per se. I had flour photos and can't find them. They were classic and priceless.
Flour:
I left a bag of items from Target on the kitchen table. The only food item in the bag was a 5 lb. bag of flour, and I assumed it would not interest my labrador Chip (age 7). Wrong. While I was out for a few hours, Chip got into the flour, ate about 2 cups of it, and wore the rest of it -- all over -- in the webbing of his paws, in his arm pits, on his ears and snout, on his belly. As it dried on him, he tried to rub it off, all over the kitchen counters and into the boards of the hard wood floors. It took at least 3 hours of elbow grease clean up time, and I ended up cutting some of the dried flour out of his fur as I couldn't even wash it out. He was very sick for 24 hours and that mess was even less fun to clean up.
flour is fun!
