one tends to marvel at the sums people are willing and able to pay for dogs, second dogs and housing for their dogs. one also pours molten scorn on those who stick bling on doghouses and collars to make them the "most expensive".
today, however, my dog was fed an exclusive, and certainly expensive, biscuit. a trip to town... a visit to bettys... a purchase of fine, hand-crafted, vanilla-scented and sugar-encrusted thin butter crisps for our little biscuit connoiseur... all ended in the bag being carelessly left lying about, and sam skillfully sniffing out the supreme goodness within. luckily his rival, my daughter, is quite greedy, so had gotten through quite a few of them before they became dog biscuits.
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