On the other hand

I cook in bulk.  I am the Costco of cooking.  So, I make massive amounts of spaghetti, chili, pot roast, stews, roasts, and then live on left overs for days and days.  

Tonight, scraps of a roast beef are on the counter.

Murphy gets up from her post on the porch and as I type this, is sniffing in the kitchen.  

On the other hand, she is still Murphy.  It's all in the nose.