Casey, and my buddy's dog Remy, stole a couple of jalapenos from my picking bins at the farm. It was the most hilarious thing you ever saw. Butt up in the air, front paws outstretched, and nose to the ground as they retched. Sounded just like a drunk teenager praying to the porcelain gods. They won't go near the picking bins anymore, but they sure have an appetite for cherry tomatoes.