The world knows well the story of the Hon. Freddie Threepwood, go-getter extraordinaire, and how he won over his aunt, Lady Alcester, as a customer for Donaldson's dog biscuits after many tribulations. Less well-known are the details of the Hon. Freddie's unsuccessful attempts to gain his relative's patronage before finally stumbling upon the winning formula. As he sat composing a memorandum to the home office reporting on his success, Freddie mused on the events of the week before his final triumph.
On each day, Monday through Friday, he hatched a brainy scheme for getting some Donaldson's down the throats of Lady A.'s dogs. On one day, he left a dog biscuit lying on the path where the dogs took their daily exercise; on another, he dyed a dog biscuit green and planted it among the flowers in her garden, trusting the dogs' noses to discover what their owner's eyes would overlook. On the remaining three days, Freddie offered his aunt a free sample, bribed a maid to feed a biscuit to one of the dogs, and shoved a biscuit through the mail slot in Lady Alcester's front door.
In some order, an Airedale, a Borzoi, a Pomeranian, a Sealyham, and a Yorkie ate Freddie's daily samples. Sadly, however, the change in diet seemed each day to cause other than the desired results. One dog upchucked on the rug after eating Donaldson's. Another chewed Lady A.'s bedroom slippers. Of the remaining dogs, one snapped at its owner, one developed a sneezing fit, and one howled inconsolably the whole afternoon.
Based on the clues listed below, can you help Freddie to recall the details and complete his report to HQ: