When I look imploringly at him as he eats it, he says things like “No, this is not for dogs”

I assume this extends to bitches like me.

A new threat to Earlswood stability has arrived.

Perhaps that is how beans manage to live without suffering poor mental health and excess stress.

Many of your will be surprised that this blog post (from a dog) has a title taken from a character in a much-loved, but quite dated television show.

I am still unclear as to what ‘tweeting’ is - in a non-orthinological context

In fact I often feel I can express myself more articulately than many human beans.

I have to admit it was not a particularly attractive car park. (Do such things exist?)

My beans keep saying things like “This might stop the pandemic”.

We dogs soon learn that this is the price we pay for our food and board.

All of the choices seem to offer a form of escapism - into other worlds, other cultures, other places, other situations.

I find it difficult to walk on ice, looking rather like an overweight Bambi.