Quoth HotelMinion
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The dogs certainly got away with more than me and my sister ever managed to! Let me put it this way; if me or my sister ever nicked anything off of the other's plate we'd get a rap across the back of the hand and/or a grounding from whatever we wanted to do after dinner, depending on the amount of yelling before mum intervened. If the dogs managed to get anything off someone's plate, they'd get a scolding and sent away from the table, only to be let back when mum couldn't bear the pathetic whining and sad looks (not very long at all).
* Greek-descent mum and Italian-descent stepdad; there was always too much food!
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