When I would dispense a treat bone to a dog I had I would insist he stay outside to finish it. The sneaky thing would hide the bone at the side of the door. Then pose as if "all done" and "ready to come in". When you opened the door he would quickly snag the bone and bound in. He was quick, too. He got away with it a time or two before I was on to him.

I've been so fortunate to have several very smart, sweet, and special dogs in my life. They have certainly enriched my life with all their shenanigans!

So much fun.

gives me the warm fuzzies.