I'd probably be able to figure out which dog was most responsible for the trash strewn across my utility area on into the computer room, if only I smelled the breath of both guilty parties. I kid you not, I came home to a trash trail about 20 feet long and 4 feet wide.
Whomever got a hold of Aunt Jemima took out some real frustrations, if the condition of the bottle is an indication...
...the remnants were itty-bitty plastic pieces of shrapnel as if the bottle had exploded.