The big dogs are rolling into town pulling their owners behind them. I was cycling along the promenade when I saw one enormous dog, off lead, running towards a very small Yorkshire terrier, on lead.
"Benji, Benji ven...." the big dog owner cries but Benji (the size of a small tank) doesn't want to "ven".
The owner of the Yorkshire terrier panics and jerks on the dog lead so the little dog is hanging and spinning in the air half choking to death.
The other day I saw a guy with a dog that was waist high pulling him down the street so his feet hardly touched the ground.
I prefer Arthur, who is a mongrol Tibetan Spaniel who likes sleeping in the cupboard and has a robust sense of humour.