A: Oh you know dogs, they'll chew on just about anything: a bone, a Frisbee, your wingtips. When it comes to chewing, dogs don't discriminate.
Now that's most dogs.
Old Odin here ain't most dogs. He's got a highly refined sense of smell; only one things sets him off and gets him chewing like that:
The smell of freshly harvested human organs about to be sold on the black market.
I'm going to need you to open your suitcase, sir.