Little Rascal, who on occasion and somewhat inexplicably impersonates a prairie dog, *does* like to eat on the floor. But then, he's a lower-class rough. Unlike Marmalade, who was in fact a mafia thug, complete with beat-up nose. I miss Marmalade, because while he was a thug, he also had some very interesting philosophical viewpoints he liked to pontificate upon while taking a walk with me down the street.
Taken with permission from this post.