Comrade, Ellen and Gabe’s
humongous rather large dog, just wants a place at the table. Is that too much to ask?
Apparently it is. So, being tall enough to put his head on the table, he resorts to direct action.
Some thought I should have been stopping him rather than taking this picture. But ars longa, vita brevis, say I. Anyway, he only got a few Wheat Thins.