There's enough guilty look there to cover tripods. Ambition... I dunno. Depending on whose ambition got stolen, you'd need the dog to dig an awfully big hole to hide it. In fact, if I was the dog, I'd subcontract that to a backhoe. Not that I would even think of saying, MLeek, that you have a big ambition. Because I just don't know you enough to make any such projection. But I do know people whose ambition needed an 18-wheeler flatbed truck to get around. And when they went anywhere, you knew they'd take every lane on the road that was available.
Oh, have you checked the latest Mars photo? I think I saw my lost keys behind one of those rocks. Maybe your tripod decided on a little extra-terrestial adventure?