When we adopted Cassie five years ago, I had to stop throwing my stale bread out for the birds. Instead, I would tear it apart and drop in into our compost bin which had four foot sides so that she wouldn't scarf it down. She has a penchant for bread products (just like her housemates!).
A few years ago, during the winter, I didn't feel like putting my boots on and stomping through the snow to put the bread in the compost, so I opened the back door and through the bread through the air into the snow....looked just like little frisbees (which Cassie loves) flying through the air. Well, she bounded out the door (almost knocking me down) and proceeded to find as many pieces of bread as she could. As I watched her from the kitchen windows, I realized she wasn't eating all the bread. She had eaten a few slices and was now walking behind shrubs and bushes to burying them in the snow! God forbid, the birds eat them! Thus started the 'bread frisbee' game 
between Cassie and me.
between Cassie and me.Unfortunately, she has a penchant for bread....irregardless of whether it is offered to her or 'appropriated'. I love to make bread, especially in my bread machine. One day I came home from work and was particularly annoyed when the loaf of bread I had made the night before was gone from on top of the microwave. Everyone in the family denied eating it ... I didn't particularly believe any of them!
As I was washing my hands the next morning, I see Cassie come out from behind a forsythia bush with a dirty half eaten (gnawed) loaf of bread....the little #* had taken the bread, eaten a little and buried the rest for a later snack!
The picture above is her trying to find a place to hide the hamburger bun which she 'appropriated' from the counter while my back was turned!
It's a good thing she is with our family because I'm sure she would be in the great beyond with someone else!
