Lunch time was best time, even if most people listened to the tag on Vex's harness about not feeding him anything unsafe for a regular dog. It didn't say anything about not sharing the rest of their food, though, which was extra great because corgi legs were not so great at moving food trays or seeing over counters. Picking up some head scritches and a couple of fries, Vex munched his way through the amazing sticks of steamy greasy salty delight and trotted on to the next table with food.
What's this, what's this? Cheese?
Cheese! Noodly cheese!
Now, if Vex had springier legs, there probably would have been some dramatic chaos as the fluffer launched into the maybe-unsuspecting student's lap, but, alas, corgi legs did best on the ground. Corgi noses, though, well. Corgi noses did amazing when planted in laps, and paired with big wibbly eyes.
"HFood?" Vex huffed, one of the words moderately easily made with a dog mouth. Under the table, there was considerable butt-wiggling in hopeful anticipation.
What's this, what's this? Cheese?
Cheese! Noodly cheese!
Now, if Vex had springier legs, there probably would have been some dramatic chaos as the fluffer launched into the maybe-unsuspecting student's lap, but, alas, corgi legs did best on the ground. Corgi noses, though, well. Corgi noses did amazing when planted in laps, and paired with big wibbly eyes.
"HFood?" Vex huffed, one of the words moderately easily made with a dog mouth. Under the table, there was considerable butt-wiggling in hopeful anticipation.