Jack Russell -- Elle likes to attack her food with fearsome growling and a graet show of running ambushes. Even better when we pretend, "foot will get it". Her favourite though is sheep poo, possum poo, rabbit poo. Scraping shheep poo of the road with her teeth delays our walks somewhat.

We used to have a cat that just adored the banjo. She'd sit on any banjo-player's foot for hours with her eyes closed in a sort of trance. When she had to be sent to cat-heaven True-love played his banjo as she went off. I hope there are banjos where she's gone.
Cheers, Joy