When I was a boy in the 1950s, we lived in a suburban house and had a beagle. All he cared about was eating and getting laid (there were lo leash laws then so we would just open the door and let him out).
One time my mom left a roast beef that she was planning to cook that evening on the kitchen counter. My beagle did the same thing as the one in this video, managing to get onto the kitchen counter and knocking the whole platter on to the floor. My mom came home to find that he had eaten almost the whole roast.
Beagles will stop at nothing to get food, and don’t know when they’ve had enough. On one occasion we let him out, and he disappeared for several days. We were very worried that something had happened to him, but when he finally showed up at the back door, his belly was the size of a bowling ball, and rock hard. He could barely move. We took him to the vet, who had to give him enemas for three days. He had been on a non-stop eating binge.
Years ago we had a Cocker that climbed up on the table to get at some roast beef. He had never done anything like that previously. Flash forward 8 years and the Cocker we got to replace him would climb on the table top get anything. Nothing can be left near our little mountain goat as we now call her.