Oh, my. My dh still tells the story of the German shepherd he had back in the U.K. He had gone grocery shopping, made several trips from the car to the kitchen to unload, put everything away ..... and then couldn't find the beef roast when it came time to make dinner. He had noticed that the dog seemed very lethargic that day,
and finally located the plastic wrap. That was all that was left of the roast. (The dog was fine!)