Nina and the Hamburger Bun

Nina is usually a very good girl. She has never taken food off of the table, counters, or gotten into the trash... Until last night.

Last night we had hamburgers for dinner. My Dad made his plate and turned around to grab silverware for his dinner. In that split second, Nina decided that she was going to help herself to the top half of him hamburger bun that teetered on the edge of the counter. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her, stopped her midway through a chomp, and removed the surprisingly unharmed bun from her mouth.

Dad got a new bun.
Dinner continued.

One naughty Nina giving me a stare for taking away HER bun.

As dinner was being cleaned up, the trash (located on rollers in the cabinet so the dogs aren't tempted) I look over and Nina is eating something. It isn't uncommon by any means that Nina might get a nibble of leftovers. After a census of the Kuchinos family revealed that no one had, in fact fed her, I walked over to open her mouth.
This revealed that she had somehow managed to rifle through a few layers of trash to get...

THE BUN.

We laughed. She got half the bun. And then she gave me this nasty look for only letting her have half the bun.