Originally Posted by MrMan
had a very nice german shepard under the aisle seat next to me. (no cage)
it's hard enough to fit a soft backpack under a seat.
Your other comment about the snacks reminds me of a scene from a Hitchcock screwball comedy (yeah, really) "Mr and Mrs Smith" where the couple is dining in a dive and there's a cat on their table. Mr. Smith is greatly disturbed that even the cat won't try his soup.