One Thanksgiving dinner was made memorable by our family's psychopathic poodle having surreptitiously gotten hold of the remains of the main course. We had to get it away from him before he ingested a bone, and he was bound and determined to retain possession. The little SOB would have killed everyone in the room to keep that turkey carcass if it had been in his power.
The incident was destined to be that canine lunatic's finest hour, because 30+ years later, it is the one memory of him that everyone in the family still carries around.
Mr. niteowl77
Thanks for the laugh!