Daphne had a cracker that she was eating, and then she decided she did not want it, and she threw it on the floor.
The dog came in with it in his mouth while I was folding laundry. He did not want to eat it, rather, he just wanted to hold it between his teeth and look happy.
When Daphne got wind of this, she quickly ran over and grabbed it from him and decided that she wanted to eat it again.
Boy, that's more sharing than I would like to see.
So, who got the cracker in the end? The chickens. Lucky them!