It's Crufts Week and once again they roll out their weird classification system which doesn't really have any relevance today : Gundogs, Toy, Pastoral, Utility and (funniest of all) "working".
Gary Larson once drew a wonderful cartoon imagining "dogs going to work" and had them driving along in a car with their heads stuck out of the windows. Of course it was only a cartoon and could never happen in real life.
Our own lovely canines would never make it to Crufts but I've been trying to instigate a new system of "workfare" in order to get them used to the idea of working in return for their daily bread. Or Baker's Complete Shite. Or in Oz's case, low-fat healthy Chappie, the food that makes him happy.
Lily is an apprentice door-person and is being trained to stop any undesirables walking in. " 'alt oo goes ici?", she says but even undesirables can easily get past her if they tickle her tummy.