This reminds me of a story...years ago we were city people (Boston) who had just moved our family to a small rural town outside of Syracuse, NY. It was Thanksgiving, and we had family that drove out to visit. We had no sooner sat down to dinner than one of our dogs, a sweet-tempered Doberman cross, entered through the open patio door with the head of a deer in her mouth!!! Apparently hunters had poached deer on our land, cut up the carcass and left the head. To this point, our only experience with deer was the movie "Bambi!" Needless to say, we were all horrified! I guess Belle saw everyone bringing food for the holiday dinner and she wanted to contribute, too. No one in our family has forgotten THAT Thanksgiving!