The first time I caught him I left my beer in a glass of course on the table and I went to use the phone. Only about half the beer was left. I come around the corner and there he was one leg way up in the air trying to balance as he crammed his head down in there so he could get it with his tongue. The bad part at that moment was realizing how many times I thought maybe my wife took a sip or two because I noticed it was lower then when I left it. I was like damn it. That F8cker. It wasn't his first time. I named him Garcia after the Reno911 character who always runs away whenever there's trouble. Any offers for a beer stealing dog ?