He was taller than I was on his backlegs and his head was bigger than mine. He reached down to steal the roast from the kitchen counter. Made me laugh all the time. Made the mistake of once trying to run with him on a leash. Never tried that again once I got myself cleaned up.
My dad had a similar experience with his Russian wolfhound. My Wolf/Collie cross had his day with the family meal. Mom had cut a nice steak into strips for a Chinese pepper steak dinner. The slices were marinating in a bowl on the kitchen counter. My pup placed both front paws on the counter on either side of the bowl and consumed every bit. He was usually better behaved, but not that afternoon.