Oh, Hobbs. He's up to his antics again. Lately, he's obsessed with food. He keeps knocking his box of treats on the floor and opening it, so he can give himself a snack. He stole a small piece of my steak the other night when I went to help my son get a toad out of our front door so he could take the trash out. And today, he helped himself to the empty bag of chicken tenders from my son's lunch. He's gotten bold in his old age.
