Silly doggie

So the other night, Brian decides to grill up some bratwurst for himself for dinner. He tells me that the coals are red hot, so if there's any meat I want to cook, to go for it. I dug out some boneless pork chops and 4 chicken breasts. They grilled up really nice. Since I am not a griller, I let Brian take over after he was done eating. He put all the meat into 2 glass dishes and finished them off in the oven. Boy the upstairs sure smelled good! I was so excited at the thought of having all this food pre-cooked, since I usually end up scrounging a bowl of cereal for dinner every night. Later on, I went upstairs and Brian had taken the glass dishes out of the oven and left them on the counter to cool, covered w/ tin foil. I went back down and said to him, "helped yourself to the chicken I see?" and he says, "I didn't eat any chicken!" I said, "well there are 2 pieces missing and the foil was lifted off the dish!" Then we looked at Sagan....who was innocently licking his chops and looking at us as if to say, "Who, me?"