As you may have known from a previous post, I was at a barbecue party thing last night with my sister and her husband. Her dog was also there. Anyway we had a lot of food on a coffee table, one of my brother-in-laws cousins got up from the couch to pee, and I guess he was drunk AF cuz he tripped and fell. In the ensuing chaos the little scruffy fuck had stolen two sausages from a tray before my sister, who was less than a foot away, could grab him. It was like he biding his time.
He was quite pleased with himself, my sister less so.
A dog I knew stole a whole tray of chocolate weed brownies under very improbable circumstances. Apparently it had to be cradled all night long to get through the trauma. ._.
(incredibly the dog was actually okay in the end)