Anthropology

I once had a small Bichon Frise dog (Poodle like dog) and a large Golden Retriever.
Sweetest and best dogs you can imagine. Not a bad bone in their entire bodies.
Or so I thought.

I lived in a house with a 6 foot wooden privacy fence all around the backyard.
The neighbors' backyards could not be seen.

One day my little white Bichon comes into the house carrying a ripe tomato in her mouth,
obviously quite proud and happy with herself.

I was not growing tomatoes in the backyard, and did not have tomatoes in the house that day.
However, my neighbor was growing tomatoes in his backyard.
I thought maybe he had thrown a tomato into my yard.

When the Bichon kept bringing tomatoes into the house, I was ready to go speak to my neighbor
and ask him to stop throwing tomatoes over the fence.

Before I could do that, I saw for myself what was happening. I witnessed the large Golden Retriever
digging a big hole under the fence right near my neighbor's tomato patch. The Bichon stands next
to the Golden as she digs the hole. Once the hole is big enough, the little dog goes under the fence
to steal the tomatoes. She goes in twice to get two tomatoes, one goes to the Golden, the other to herself.

So I personally saw my two dogs do a Bonnie and Clyde break in and robbery. Planning and working together.
Then dividing up the loot.

I covered the hole with dirt, but the crime spree continued. I had to put rocks in that spot to stop them.
I also lectured them about the crime of robbery but that didn't seem to impress them.