The Peanut Brittle Bandit
Sniffing out the goods. Yep, it's peanut brittle. Doesn't have my name on it, but that doesn't really matter. Possession of the goods is what really matters, right?
Dang, this is a tough tin to open. Tried my teeth, tried my paws. Nothing doing. And then, after all my hard work, they took the tin away and put it up on the counter. No fair!