I don't really understand dogs. Every day when I would feed them, they both insisted on eating on the rug instead of the linoleum. Penny in particular would freak out if I tried to make her eat on the linoleum. So to her, being crammed underneath a chair, as long as there were protective fibers beneath her feet, was far superior to the open space of the rest of the kitchen floor.

Now that we're in Uruguay they don't have a choice. All the floors are tile. :) No more weird behavior. It's eat on the tile or don't eat at all!