When I was growing up we had the smartest Lab in the world, He could get in the refrigerator and drink Dads Pop, Break windows while playing fetch with himself, Some times he would even catch trout out of season while us boys were at School. It's a good thing he was such a excellent Hunter and Retriever otherwise the Old Man might have gotten rid of him. I still remember Dad standing there with us Boys lined up, shaking his head and saying Damn that's a smart Dog!
