In general, we keep Pixie's diet free of all the human goodies - something she's never come to understand completely or forgive. We occasionally do hide pills in peanut butter, but for the most part, all the good smelling things are completely off limits. That is with one golden, glistening with fried perfection exception - French fries.
Pixie absolutely adores golden, fried potatoes. Admittedly, we have a hard time saying no when it comes to fries. I mean, look at that face. Can you really say no to that longing look of love?
Full disclosure - that longing look of love was 100% for a fry I held in my hand while taking the photo.
I know she loves me but I'm pretty sure she loves fries more.