A friend told me a story regarding one of his pet Dobermans. He came downstairs at night to find the dog rigid on the floor in what seemed to be a coma. He called the vet and arranged, after agreeing an exorbitant fee, that he would meet him at his clinic. The vet lifted the dog onto the examination table, at which point the dog gave out a horrendous fart and was immediately back to normal. My friend discovered later that the dog had rescued his leftover takeaway curry from the bin. Never had a case of wind been so expensive!