Before he died our chocolate lab, Scotty was addicted to candy. You could not eat anything sugary without his snout in your face. He especially loved Twizzlers. If you were eating Twizzlers you had to be careful because he would literally come up and snatch them out of your mouth. The only thing he wasn't allowed was chocolate for obvious reasons.
He also loved cucumbers. We have a garden every summer and he'd go out and pick himself a cucumber, bring it into the house and eat it. He was a strange dog in a loveable kind of way. He died in January at the ripe old age of 18. We now have a puppy who we would swear was Scotty's son if we didn't know better. A yellow lab showed up by our house at the beginning of summer. She had obviously been dumped by some heartless person. She was skinny, with her ribs, hip and shoulderbones showing. We took her in and she turned out to be pregnant. I spent the majority of the summer caring for her and her puppies. One of the puppies was the spitting image of Scotty and like Scotty he loves candy. He has a lot of Scotty's other mannerisms as well. It's uncanny.