Sharav was an extremely finicky eater, and often wouldn’t eat if I was in the room with him. You know the image of a dog who’s served his meal, then sticks his face into the bowl and doesn’t come out until it’s all gone? Sharav wasn’t like that with food at all.
He also loved stashing food around the apartment so he could return to it later. This was a really bad habit (for example, because it invited vermin) and I did everything in my power to discourage it.