Ghost was the worst about eating my bread. It never failed, if I left a loaf of bread, rolls or buns on the counter or table there would be a huge chunk in the middle that had been eaten out of it. He didn't like the ends and always went for the middle of the loaf. He even got to the point of opening the cabinet I kept it in, pulled it out just so he could have some bread. I started having to leave it in the microwave so he couldn't get to it.