I couldn't say. I have little experience in that area. I've noticed dogs eat whatever they want to eat, providing they can get their paws on it, and live (or not) with the consequences. However one must understand that the dog in question is only very slightly larger than 2 feminine hygiene devices put together, so in a flash of conscience I suggested she call the vet across the street and inquire. To make a long and disgusting story short, Chief dealt with one in each direction (luck or talent?) and remains well to this day.
I am only reminded of this as my house now usually contains 3-5 dogs. I’m certain one is mine. The others just seem to collect here –kind of like a modern day Arnolds' without the Fonz. The "dog door," which is actually a screen on the deck my dogs jump through whenever I fix it- is always open. They are a varied lot but it is kind of an unwritten rule in my very rural North Carolina neighborhood that as long as they are mellow, dogs run free. Seriously, the cat is the bad ass. Sometimes when on a boring conference call I will un-mute during a rousing barkfest just for comic relief for my assuredly co-bored coworkers.
It’s all well and good until the fall when the local hunters get to shoot deer legally. They raise a few dogs a season, and by raise I mean chain them up get them fed and ready to run, truck them in a cage in the back of a pickup to the hunting grounds and then cut them loose to scare up Bambis to shoot. Then they drive away without them, at which point they wander toward my place and the dog occupancy rises.
I’d prefer if you didn’t abandon your dogs but it is your right here in this state. I know you can afford to keep them, though, given the size of your trucks and the dollars you spend on styling outdoor threads and ammo. Ever been to a Cabela’s? Sheesh.
My Milk Bone line item is ever growing.