SPARKY
Sometimes as a foster mom, your fosters can be a continual source of humor as you watch them.  I watched Sparky catch wind of a Greenie in a crate that was 'just' at his stretched out height when standing up.  He circled back around, stood up and first used his paw to see if he could reach in and snag it.  When that didn't work, he stuck out his tongue as farrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr as it could stretch and from my vantage point, I could see he was just about 1/2" short... (smile)...

He then gave up disgusted and went away... About 5 minutes later, he comes back and starts pawing on the blanket inside the crate until he managed to get a full corner out of it through the crate bars... Sparky grabs ahold of the blankee with his mouth and shakes the devil out of it... Stops, checks to see how much closer he got the Greenie within reach, and readjusts all over again...

This goes on for about a good 10 minutes and he is bound and determined that that Greenie is his!  But with no success! He alternates between shaking the blankee, pulling more of it out of the side of the crate and pawing what is now hanging over the side at this point.  As he pulls, the Greenie continues to be pushed backwards into the crate, unable to go underneath that bar holding the blankee in...

All of a sudden without any warning, he's pulled SO hard on the blankee and gotten so much out of it, the part left in the crate lifts the door latch out its hook and it bursts open!  If he had been a human, he'd have landed on his butt, but his reaction was a dog's.  The door pops, swings forward, almost hits him in the face but the Greenie comes flying out and he catches it!

SCORE!