Normally I have no problem when the residents eat a snack in front of me. I've come to expect it; a rolling snack cart makes the rounds right before Hoocher and I get there. And I never mind when they share with Hoocher. He usually makes out pretty well, especially with the popcorn fanatics.
But I draw the line when someone nibbles on a Nestle's 100 Grand, breaks off a few bites for the dog, and throws the rest in the trash. Harsh. That's my favorite candy bar.
Posted by Cathy at August 30, 2005 11:31 AM