@wayned Oh my god. You win, but I’ll share anyway.
Once I was eating sardines. He was being a good boy, begging from a distance, so I threw him one. I watched him pick it up and walk to the living room, which he normally does with treats and toys. I walk into the living room to see him rolling in the sardine. It was all over him, and mashed into my carpet.
He pooped on my moms bed.
He attempted to hump my one year old niece.
He took off on Christmas Eve and ran across the street. Attempted to go into someone else’s backyard. When he saw the gate was closed and he couldn’t get in, he ran back. He did not look both ways.