That looks vaguely familiar, lol! I often have to mop up puddles of drool from the floor that magically appear in front of Shiva and Kharma.
Bimmer is usually very, very polite when we're eating, but the other night we had pulled pork barbecue. Evidently he has a real "thing" for pork barbecue! Charley was sitting on the sofa with his sandwich in his hand. Bimmer was sitting there quietly, nothing out of the ordinary, but he was paying a bit more attention than usual and there was a drop of drool on his chin.
Charley turned his head to get his mug of beer with his other hand, but paused to look at something off to the side. I watched, frozen, as Bimmer lowered his head, eyes focused on the sandwich hovering in mid-air, silently opened his jaws wide, and began slipping closer, closer, closer, jaws over the sandwich, jaws closing on the sandwich . . . "BIMMER!"
I was laughing so hard I almost couldn't get his name out! We couldn't believe Bimmer had done that! He NEVER does anything like that!!!
Charley saved him the last bite of his sandwich.