Mrs Chopper informed me she would now be my movie companion. Who in their right mind could possibly refuse?
The Burp's neighbour, J.M., who hosted the farewell do, has a dog with a name that is a diminutive of my own. I spent the whole afternoon flinching at, "Get off that chair!" "What do you think you're doing?!" "That's not for you to eat!"
But being told "Good girl, oh who's a good girl?" made me wave my big flappy ears around and lick everyone with sheer delight.