The funniest incident in our clan was many years ago - about 20-something - my eldest niece and nephew were about 3-4 years old, and had discovered where Gracie (the Great Dane mix)'s cookies were stored at my parents' house. One of them would declare "Gracie's hungry!" at random moments, they'd give her a biscuit, and she'd dutifully trot off with it. No one realized how frequently they were doing it until days later, we moved the recliner in the living room for vacuuming, and discovered Gracie's stash! She obviously ate one or two, then tucked the rest away, out of sight of the kids, but also out of reach for herself. Before the next family gathering, we moved the "cookie bin" to where small children could not see it!