Sick and Starved

Meet Mr. Nibbles.

I came home from work yesterday to find this fellow, sick as a dog, eating everything sight. I guess he was keeping in line with the old adage, "feed a cold, starve a fever" (or is it the other way around?). In an hour's time I watched 1/2 a melon, a cupcake, a sleeve of Saltines, a bowl of cereal, and a Belgian waffle disappear as "a snack." My Mr. Nibbles, poor thing, is still at home sick today, so that can only mean one thing...I better hit up the grocery store on the way home.