This dang baguette was the source of a lot of grief last night...he wouldn't settle for a nicely cut off piece, or even a large chunk ripped off. No, it had to be the whole stinkin' thing. He walked around the whole house with it and when I finally decided that I didn't want to eat bread that had been all over the house, we had to sit through a nice long fit. Oh, Hank...you quirky little guy :)