Did your kids ever do one of those school fund-raisers where they sold chocolate bars for a dollar each? My late great Golden retretriever ate a whole ten-pound box of those once while the kids and I ran into a grocery store for a gallon of milk or some such. As soon as I realized he had, I ran back in and bought a small bottle of peroxide (all they had), then went out, pointed his snout up at the sky and poured it down the side of his cheek into his gullet. About a minute later he looked real thoughtful, said WOOF to be let out of the truck, and deposited all the chocolate, including the wrappers, on the parking lot. That stuff worked great!Ah. Thanks. Hope the dog-puking is successful.