A couple years ago we received a popcorn maker for Christmas. The kind that sort of looks a movie house popcorn machine, but on a smaller scale. For whatever reason I have become the person who operates this machine; probably because it’s just about the only thing I can cook that other people will eat with being admitted to the hospital. Anyway, the dogs love popcorn and quickly gather around as soon as they smell it. Sometimes I think it’s a bigger deal for them than it is for the rest of us.