Whenever Butter thinks I might miss the Dinner Deadline, she gives me a little dinner show by lying on her back running with her legs in the air. One night I failed to notice the show that was offered in exchange for food. She improvised.
Every time I tried to put a hand full of stuffing back Butter would push her head into the hole to prevent me from doing so.
Dinner first Human! Stuffing later. Unless you're planning to serve a stuffed turkey...
Hounds. They rule this house with a wicked sense of humor.