Our two horrors Smokey and Murphy have spent the holiday period gorging on large amounts of turkey and today a dish of finely-chopped roast chicken each. Like my husband, they now have pot bellies and can hardly walk.
We relented towards that white beast Spirit and left some chicken out on the front step for him. I watched him wolf it down from our sitting room window. I hope he doesn't get the idea he can start coming back to cause trouble round ours. Ronnie, his sidekick, is infatuated with their new, second dog called Marnie, and we hardly see him these days. Apparently, he's fallen in love an sleeps curled up beside him!