Dedicated to all those dogs out there who dream of actually being able to keep all those eggs they try to snatch. Without fail at least one egg always goes missing at our house only to turn up in the jaws of one of the dogs in July. Many a summer afternoon has seen me running from the flower bed with a dog on my heels grinning around the spoiled Easter egg he has clenched in his jaws ready to break open. Original 4 x 4 gallery-wrapped mini canvas in the private collection of A. Engen.