WHen I saw your title, and poster name, I cringed. I knew it would be lab related.

Mine is sleeping peacefully next to the woodstove at the moment, yet memories of dropping a paycheck into his emergency rock removal surgery only a year ago, is still fresh in my mind. So to is the wireless modem, most of the fuchsias in my landscaping, any garden or hand tool handle, ANYTHING plastic... damn dog hates plastic....

He's a lab... the list gets fresh entries daily.

Hell, just yesterday, the fiance's cat puked in her room... "MOOSE!" she yelled, and he happily ate it...