Reminds me of our dear departed Dalmation. When we weren't home and she got bored, she'd go 'hunting'. Trash cans that stood uncovered were the first wave of attack. Next, she'd sniff out the "good stuff" - kitchen waste that was in a cabinet to keep her out of it. She figured out how to open the cabinet and had a ball. She even learned how to open the 'step on the pedal' to open waste can we bought to stymie her.
Amazingly, this very intelligent dog never learned to fetch, to catch a ball, to 'shake', roll over, etc. She wasn't motivated enough - no thrill of the hunt!