Much to my parents’ chagrin, part of my visiting-the-parents ritual is to take countless pictures of our flatcoat, Millie. This is her traditional Friday night pose, hovering hopefully by the lasagne dish and adopting her most feeble, underfed expression. This rarely washes with my parents who are deceptively hard-hearted for dog owners.
ha brilliant descripter. My mother is a dog hating dog owner. There’s quite a few of them around…