That's nothing, this morning I went to make some eggs for the kids but dropped them. Then my Dog caught the tray in his mouth and returned them to me unscathed. As I drew closer to the stove, I dropped them again, only to have him jump into action and save the day. Twice more this happened until finally on the last attempt, he looked at me and let the tray of eggs crash to the floor. Then he barked " Bark bark, Bye Beau, "