When my dog was a young whipper snapper he once took almost an entire pizza off the table and hid the pieces all over the house because he knew he couldn't finish them all at the same time. One piece each behind the curtains and the couch in the living room, under the beds in two bedrooms, next to a dresser in my bedroom, and behind the shower curtain. I caught him because he didn't to the door right away when I got home, so I knew something was up. Sure enough he was under the bed with part of his treasure. There was also the time my wife made a tray of brownies and he somehow got onto the kitchen table and quietly ate half the pan. Best dog ever.