The package of pork sausage must have been sealed because he didn't try to eat it. I don't think it was until after we had taken it from him that he realized the value of what he had just moments before been holding in his mouth; he began to whine and jump up to peer over the counter ledge in hopes of locating his treasure. This was much more valuable than the socks and Kleenexes he more frequently hunts.
If there was ever a moment for "finders, keepers", this was it.
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