LOL, I have to laugh because this is EXACTLY how I trained my Italian Greyhound, Zelda.
One time she was standing on the coffee table, barking at me because she wanted a treat (hey, it's an IG, they stand on tables). I told her to knock it off, so she jumped off the table, ran into my bedroom, came back with a sandal, and dropped it at my feet. She was very proud of herself. I had to laugh, and yes, I had to give her a treat. And then I shut the bedroom door.
You know, if that's the worst thing my dog does, then I think I'm doing just fine.