It more or less actually happened to me, but was inflicted by my dog. He was doing his normal business in the grass (#2) and you know how they like to kick out grass when they're done? He did that right on top of some other dog's poop that its bad owner did not pick up after! So while I was bending over to pick up my dogs poo I felt something heavy hit me in the leg. Looking down I saw a chocolate smear of goodness on my pants! D:

I would have to say, eating the wooden spindles out of an end table magazine rack. For a while we couldn't figure out where all the wood splinters were coming from!

A loaf of bread and package of tortillas during a counter surfing session. He really had to go the next day.

This was early on when my dog was still a puppy and being house broken. I came home to my dog sitting quietly in his crate, but something was different. There was a bit of an odor in the air that smelled like poo, but I didn't see anything in his crate. Perhaps he farted out of excitement when he heard me rustling with the keys to open the front door. Perhaps not. So I take him outside to do his thing and instead of peeing he goes straight to throwing up. Something did not smell right. I go in for a closer inspection and all I see and smell is the unquestionable pile of dog poop that CAME OUT OF MY DOG'S MOUTH!

What I can gather is he pooped in his crate while I was away. Most likely in one corner of his crate while he tried to escape it by cowering at the opposite end. At some point the smell was too much for him and he decided to "get rid of it" simply by eating it. He only tried that once.