He said he was starving and led us into the dining room, where he gestured for me to sit next to him. Gring immediately grabbed a slice of pumpernickel, whereupon Hitler turned to me, gave me an eye roll, then whispered, "Watch. He'll be done with his entire meal before you've taken two bites." That one really got me. Gring, with his mouth full, asked what was so funny, and Hitler said, "I was just telling him about the time my dog had diarrhea in the Reichstag." Gring remembered. How could he forget? He loved that story, especially the part where Hitler shot the dog before it got back into the car. Then a beaming Hitler said, "Hey, if I can kill Jews, Gypsies and homosexuals, I can certainly kill a dog!" That perhaps got the biggest laugh of the night " and believe me, there were plenty.