I have been following this thread and chuckling at the antics some cockers get up to. And then this evening, after I had picked Chris up from the station, we wondered why Boysie wasn't behind the front door waiting, with his tail wagging. I ran into the kitchen and found that he had managed to open the cupboard door where his food is kept, knocked a tub of choc drops onto the floor so the lid fell off, and was having a lovely feast! He looked so indignant when I picked up the tub and tried to pick up what remained on the floor!
We'll now have to get a child lock for the door!