Although if you’d seen my dogs face yesterday morning as I spooned the Chum into her bowl, you’d swear she was being abused. She’s been living off turkey since Christmas and wasn’t overly impressed with the offerings from the tin. Bit like my daughter’s face when confronted with a sprout.
I’m from your neck of the woods TT , remember well driving through Bridgwater one day and spotting a dog grooming business called "■■■■■■■■■■■ ", only in Bridgwater (it did grab my attention though )