I have a funny story about dogs hiding treats. Our lovely Mutt, Lou (he passed away in April) was a pro at first of all stealing food and second in hiding the goods. One day I made a whole baking sheet of chicken thighs for me to eat through the week. I took them out of the oven and then I decided to run an errand as the thighs cooled off (?). I left them on top of the stove covered in foil and ran off to the store. When I got home about 30 min. later there were no thighs to be seen anywhere. Needless to say I went nuts, reprimanding Lou for stealing them and Bogus (our Westie, he passed in March), for helping him get rid of the evidence. Well the day continued and we didn't think any more of the chicken incident…until TV time came around. As we sat down to watch Tv both of the dogs got really agitated, and started to "dig" in the couch...behind the cushions were some of the thighs they didn't manage to scarf down...again I am going nuts...greasy chicken thighs all on my tan couch..Later we went to bed and in our bed, under our pillows we found more chicken thighs...darn dogs.
Lou did a lot of those things, once he ate 9 loafs of bread that I had baked....this is after his diagnozis of Hypothyroidism...he did not get full ever..Bless his heart.