I am a six year old Cocker Spaniel who lives in a pub in Wales. After four years here I am an old hand at the bar chat and know my way round a sage word of advice or two.
Personally, I am never happier than when face down in a bowl of food, or hurtling through the undergrowth in the forest. Though the beach is a pretty fine place too. And come to the think of it, I love to sleep in a nest of fragrant (old) laundry on a comfy chair. Preferably after a nice big meal, following a rather long walk.