you need to add #27. Last night, in honor of Valentines day, I was cooking dinner for my two sweeties. Last time I was in town I picked up lobster tails and I had thawed out some beef filets, classic surf and turf, along with rice pilaf, salad and garlic bread. Last night was also dance night for my daughter. She was riding home with a neighbor and should have been there by 6:30. Wifey went to pick her up as I was busy cooking. Had the candles lit, everything ready, and nobody showed up. Awhile later, wifey came in mad as heck, no one ever came home to the neighbors, nobody called, wanted to know what was going on. Waited and waited, nothing. Wifey decided, let's just eat, so she started. Then the phone rang, guess what, it's the daughter, they are just finishing eating their hamburgers and they will be home in about an hour. Now my fuse was burning and getting very short. Decided to eat before everything was cold, then they came walking in like nothing had happened. The neighbor lady, so apologetic, "oh, lobster and everything, my isn't this nice! I guess we should have called and told you what we were doing, cel phone would not work, never thought to use a pay phone". By the time she shut up and left, the rice pilaf was a pile of undetermined goo, the bread so hard you needed a chain saw, the filets cold and grey, the lobster soggeylike a dead fish, but the salad was still crisp, it was in the fridge. So, #27, dogs will always share your food with you, no matter who is yelling, no matter who is mad, and no matter how many hours it has been sitting on the stove.