Assisted Living has been difficult because I got busted raiding the Facility Refrigerator in the middle of the night after several warnings, and now they have started taking away my scooter at night so I can't get down the hall to raid the fridge, so I have been sneaking myself food in other ways, having visitors drop off snacks and storing them in the old man's room down the hall. He doesn't mind, because he loves watching my huge fat belly grow. I may be immobile enough to need full-time assistance, but I am NOT DONE GAINING, by a longshot!