LOL. Once I caught my Jonah (my avatar) stealing a plastic bag containing a huge wedge of Christmas fruit cake from the basement pantry. The door had been left ajar, so it was an open invitation to my scrounger. We nabbed him as he was heading up the stairs- he hesitated- then left the cake on the stairs and came to us tail wagging, like he was as innocent as the driven snow! Little brat! That boy loves to take food when he knows better. We cut him some slack now that he is soon to be 11 years old. That's my special boy, every day with him is a gift.