While the Big Pieces of Food were visiting, the pugs got a lot of table scraps. As a matter of fact, it pretty much followed the one-for-me-one-for-you principle. Where the 'me' is the human, and the 'you' is... all 3 pugs. This free-for-all was not restricted to the dining room -- oh no, it occurred in the kitchen, the living room, the garden, the stairs for goodness' sake.
They may as well have been sitting with us at meals. Cleo agrees. One could even fit a small steak on the bridge of her protuberant muzzle.
Deedee is not to be outdone. The puppy must always jockey for best position.
Sasha, the grande dame, gets her own chair at the table. The food will come to her. She will not suffer anything less.
I do believe there is a nugget of food on its way to her mouth.