Back when I was in college, I was a waitress for the school's catering company. It was good money and free food. When you lived off campus, free food was key because no one ever spent money on food- only beer and bar hopping.
If it were a particularly fancy dinner, with a small number of people, there was no guarantee there would be leftovers. Thus a few of the guys I worked with would actually finish the food off the plates as they came back into the kitchen.
They called it "seagulling." The act of snatching food like a seagull before the plate scraps were dumped in the trash. I called it gross.
Yesterday, poor Jake learned the real act of seagulling from a seagull.
Look closely in the photo and you see not only is Jake's hot dog wrapper empty, but the seagull behind him is enjoying it.
The seagull? Well, I got the wax paper away from it but the dog was gone. The offender taunted us for the rest of the day by the smear of ketchup on its beak.