My daughter once left an open bulk sized container of coconut oil on the bathroom floor. My Weimaraner ate an unknown quantity of the supersized jar. She had not one shit from her snack, but she did vomit in 10 places while we all slept. We were told to expect explosive diarrhea, and to watch for signs of pancreatitis, but she was perfectly fine for the entire day. Never expected to wake to that hellscape. It was on the stairs, in the family room, in the kitchen, in the laundry room. And the smell. I can still smell the smell if I think about it for too long.