Bugsy was mithering (great English word loosely translated to pestering) me because he was hungry so I told him to go get his bone. This usually results in him getting one of his red rubber bones. Not this time. After being gone quite some time he returned with his bag of 14 giant rawhide retrievers 
Folks this bag was in the closed walk in pantry, on the floor buried at the back because if you open the door and look for something he puts his nose in it.
The bag is heavy but he had it held way up so as not to drag along the floor and he just stood there looking at me like "aren't I clever dis is wot I want"
So I gave him a bone, put the bag away and closed the pantry again
then I fed him
now I'm working again