Janet and I did some grocery shoppin' this afternoon. On the list were several cans of food for the cats. We got everything in the kitchen, put up the refrigerated stuff and left the rest in the bags on the floor 'till after supper. Janet started the pizza and I fed the cats and the dogs. We had a good supper, Janet went back to her office and I came back to the gunroom.
About a half hour later, Janet comes in the gunroom and says "I want you to see what YOUR dog did." That had a bad sound to it right off the rip. She handed me a cat food can. No, not a can of cat food, a cat food can. Dolly had snuck in the kitchen which she KNOWS is off limits, found the cat food in a bag on the floor, stole one and took it back to 'her' sofa.
No opposing thumbs? No problem! She CHEWED the can open! How she did that without lacerating her gums is beyond me. Actually, I thought it was a pretty dang slick trick!
That's Daddy's girl!