Michael and I were watching TV and Mylie and Watson were sitting on the couch with us. Watson jumped off the couch and disappeared to the basement for awhile, which is not abnormal because we keep their water dishes down there. However, when Watson came back up, he wanted to give me kisses and he smelled like dog food. Dog food? He ate 3 hours ago.
We went downstairs and realized that smart little Watson had figured out how to open the top of the dog food bin. I had just filled it yesterday and I knew the top of the food was packed down and flat. When we looked in the bin, we saw some nose prints, and lots of missing food. We prompted him to open it, and sure enough- he put his nose under the latch and flipped the top open.