... still laughing...
I had one. It would sleep in a corner. Turn away from your dinner plate and when you looked back you would say to yourself "I am sure I had a piece of steak on my plate." And you would look at the Afghan and he would still be lying there asleep. But you knew ... and he knew...
He would get into fights in public with me. Someone threatened to call the SPCA for abusing my dog, so I called the SPCA myself. Their reaction - if it's an Afghan hound don't bother us. There should be a society for victims of Afghan Hound abuse. Let's just say they are very special dogs. But they spend their lives playing mind-games on their owners.