Max really likes people food, but she doesn’t get it nearly as much as she’d like. She’s not above hovering while we’re eating, in hopes of us giving her food or dropping it (she’s not picky).
She’ll stand under the dining table and put her chin in our laps and stare hopefully up at us from between our legs. In this instance, she caught me eating in the living room and she hovered from above, like a vulture. Her hunched position reminded me of the old Snoopy cartoons, where Snoopy does a similar thing from atop his dog house.
