Now Entering Madness 4

I actually had a few dogs in mind when I constructed this. One dog -- Angel, poked her head under the table, then over the lap of a person, to twist her head, contorting her tongue to lick cake and icing off a plate near the edge. Needless to say, the person chose not to eat it.

A memory I have of a cat we once had, Stubby, decided that the sausage links on my plate looked and smelled good, so jumped up and slashed them off my plate -- the fiend.

He nonchalantly ate them off the floor -- as if, "Hey! You weren't eating these on the floor here, were you?"