My guy was a good guy until he learned from my brother's golden doodle.. I came home one day to the garbage all over the floor, and a great big grin on Sock's face.. If he could talk, he would've said something about him never knowing how much great stuff I throw out.. On the other hand.. Doodle gets into everything, counter surfs, and always has a smile on her face.. When they leave the house, they have to make sure the kitchen doors are closed.