As I was walking downstairs into the kitchen, I heard someone jump on the counter. I tiptoed down the rest of the way so I could sneak up on the culprit! TAP... I heard toenails - the same dog jumped down. As I walked around the corner, I saw Godiva, sauntering and wagging, headed out the door with a loaf of gluten free bread in her mouth (which, by the way, is not the cheapest bread). I looked at her and said "AHEM". She looked a me, stopped wagging, continued walking and spit the loaf of bread at me on the way out. She then went out to the yard like nothing ever happened. THIEF!!!!!