Dogs.

This is what we endure at each meal.  Blind ol' Donnie sits in his "cave" under the table and ever so gently lays his big mallet head on our laps.  If we ignore this sweet gesture then he ups the ante and starts pawing us.  Fat Ollie Bird goes straight for the food with gusto.  She "Captain Hooks" us with her paw and will even drag it down slowly, just to ensure that you feel her furious need for a bite.  Dogs.  It's a good thing they're cute.

Yes, I am eating dinner in my PJ's.  You mean you don't immediately jump into your pajamas when you get home? 

 

Please notice the furrowed brow and simultaneous death stare.  Ollie means business when it comes to table scraps.