That's my dog!

The other day, as I was getting ready for work, the dog came in with his chicken, placed it smack in the middle of his bed, and stepped back to whine at it.  The same kind of whiny dance he does when a bug he has spit out continues to move.  It was as if the chicken was hogging the bed, and wouldn't share.

I told the dog if it bothered him so much, he should move it.  Particularly as he was the one to put it there.  He continued to whine, prance, and look between me and the chicken.  Eventually I picked it up, looked at it (maybe it had some weird goo on it), held it for the dog to sniff, then placed it back on the bed, exactly where I found it.

Bayram looked at me, with his head cocked, picked up the chicken, and walked out of the room.  I saw him walk to the living room and place the chicken on the floor.  He nudged it with his nose, batted it under the sewing table, and came back in and laid down on the bed.

What is my dog thinking?

So threatening...