One of my moms sent a box of gifts and in this box of gifts were tons of homemade cookies. This mother of mine is from Germany, and always makes awesome German sweets. The cookies were in decorative cellophane bags, but there was a random cookie that had fallen out of a bag (because one of the bags had ripped). My first thought is "I am going to eat this cookie right now." So I shoved it in my mouth. It tasted sort of like a gram cracker, if the gram cracker was made with no sweetener, and instead it was made with cardboard. So I am like what the fuck is this nonsense?! So I dig through the box and I found the bag with the hole in it, and it was labeled.
"For Inari." ... Inari is my dog.
Yes, I ate a dog snack.
No regrets!