I never thought that I would ever say that a treat was bad but it has happened. On Friday Barbara gave me one of the duck breast strips that we got on our treat shopping trip. I ate it fast as I like to do but I guess it cracked into a sharp piece.
I felt pretty uncomfortable on Saturday and didn't eat my breakfast. When we went to freestyle practice I was lethargic (and I am never lethargic) and just lay at Barbara's feet. She was very concerned about me especially when I didn't want to do anything during our turn and wouldn't even eat a piece of cheese. Then I did a massive throw-up (don't worry, no pictures of that!) and up came a 1 1/2 inch long piece of the duck breast strip with a point. I felt much better after I got rid of that pointy thing in my stomach and I am back to normal now.
Barbara was so upset that she sent an email to the manufacturer. If your people get you that kind of treat - Don't Eat It.