Too funny, something like that happened to my room mates and I one night during a shakedown search when the drug dog ‘alerted’ on a chair in our barracks room.
Our acting First Sgt was a slightly crazy Redeye section sgt who had it in for the Scout Plt. We were all a bunch of dopers and thieves in his eyes, admittedly we did scrounge or forage pretty liberally, OK we stole anything marked US Property that wasn’t riveted down.
One of our squad leaders was the original Sgt Bilko, he’d leave in the morning with a jeep full of our ill gotten loot and come back with anything you needed, wheeling and dealing across post.
Anyway Top’s eyes lit up, he finally had us! He searched down in the chair cushions and came up with the petrified remnants of a hot dog and the end of a bun...which the dog snatched out of his hand and wolfed down.
Top nearly had a stroke over that one, we were pigs and dirt balls as well as thieves and dopers after that.
Your post made me laughing really hard! Thanks, I needed that laugh!