My pug who passed recently would eat literally anything. This includes raw potatoes that he dug out of the ground himself, very hot peppers off the plant (he was delighted with this), a jar of dried soup beans, and a bag of slivered almonds. The first two I simply never thought he’d think to eat, the beans and almonds I thought were out of reach and weren’t. He was absolutely fine each time and very pleased with himself. When my ex would bring the grocery buckets in, he would be waiting and take a chomp out of anything he could reach, celery or lettuce or peppers. It really was cute despite the horrible poops he would have, and I miss him awful.