Sandy slouched through the kitchen as I was eating dinner the other day, the way he moved made me look again, yes he was heavier than he used to be, I wondered if he knew.
"Hey fella, you getting a bit podgy?"
"I am & it's your fault."
I was a bit put out at this accusation what did his weight have to do with me, I don't feed him, Liz does, and I never, almost never, give him any doggie treats.
"My fault, how's that then?"
"You never take me out walkies any more."