My daughter had a very sweet pit mix who would break into the refrigerator when we were not home. He mostly would get out the cheese, and often, like @mommyoffive dog would hide it in the couch cushions. One time I came home to find he had gotten out the cheese, a pack of tortillas and a pyrex container of refried beans. I am still wondering if he was planning on making a burrito ....
Sweet as he was he loved to run ( and run and run and run away). He was determined and hard to contain! As he got older (and had moved with my daughter to another house) he would still try to run away but could not go very far. My phone number was still on his tag and I met several very nice people (dog people are the best!) who called to say they thought he had been hit by a car. I would drive across town and he would be happily lying on the sidewalk (or in the street) just a few houses down from his house. He once even got a ride home in a police car. Trouble as he was I miss that guy!