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She even stole a dozen eggs one day and ate them raw.

LOL .... shells too? My rescue basset, Moses, is a big guy! He can reach the countertops. When I first adopted him, I recall reheating a pork roast for dinner one night. After heating it up in the oven, I placed it on the cutting board, on the countertop. My daughter was studying in the other room and called out a question. I never left my spot in front of the cutting board but turned my head sideways to respond. When I looked back, the roast was gone .... completely gone.

I have vinyl flooring and Moses has huge toenails that click clack when he walks across the floors. There had been no nail clicking sounds while my head was turned, and I began to question whether I had ever taken the roast out of the oven. I checked the oven, the sink, the garbage .... and then caught sight of Moses in the Living Room, contedly gnawing on his prize. To this day, I have no idea how he did it but I have learned to push foods all the way to the back of the counter when he's around.

LOL .... shells too?

There were shells everywhere. And smack dab in the middle of her bed, like a prize was the single survivor.

And then there was the time we walked in the door and under the dining room table was a hand of bananas, one literally split open from top to bottom with the peel just perfectly lying there, the actual fruit gone.

And I won't get into the number of pyrex dishes she's broken knocking them off the counter and stove. Since she hurt her hip (giving a hug on a tile floor) she doesn't do it quite as often.

We had a basset a few years back (Dewey Defeats Truman) and my daughter misses him terribly. While he was not the brightest light in the house, he definately was the most entertaining. He would chase a flashlight beam around. We were very excited when the basset took best in show and will be rooting for him tonight.