LOVE that story!
I love the Valentine's candy story! So I will share the chocolate donut story:
I was out of town for work several years ago and my parents volunteered to take the dogs until I got back. I arrived at my folks' house to pick up the dogs and there was a palpable sense of discontent emanating from my parents. I asked what was wrong. Had the dogs been bad? What had happened?
My mother informed me that she and my Dad had gone out for dinner that evening. They were both dieting at the time, but my father had been in a meeting during the morning, and he had saved a single donut (a chocolate donut), thinking he and my Mom could split it, later, as their weekly treat.
So, they ate healthy food at the restaurant, and debated having dessert there, but remembered the chocolate donut, so they came home to have that instead.
When they came through the door, my Mom told me, she had discovered an entire package of silk thread she had bought for a special quilting project had been chewed and destroyed.
"I had to go all the way to Fairfax to get that thread! And it cost five dollars per spool!" she said.
"AND they ate my chocolate donut!" my Dad added. "And it was PRICELESS!"
The amazing thing was, the donut had been on the kitchen island, which is about three and a half feet off the floor and has no stools or chairs around it, so the dogs must have acquired the donut with the power of their minds (they're both about a foot high, and while they're good little leapers, they can't quite manage 3.5 feet). And the BAG that the donut was in was STILL THERE. It remains the family's favorite mystery to this day.
I have another one from my dear old Cosmo. One year my ex hubby bought me one of those giant heart shaped chocolate chip cookies for Valentine's day. We went out to dinner & I left it on the kitchen counter. Naturally when we came back it was GONE! Not a morsel left, although she was courteous enough to leave the box intact. 