I want your dinner!

Being a canal-side pub, the Dog and Doublet always has a lot of dog walkers in, getting dinner and/or a pint. The landlady has one of those tiny, yappy, angry dogs who being the resident, always tries to pick fights on the other dogs coming into the pub. It's quite funny to see the bigger dogs either ignore him until he gets tired of snapping at them or they blow him away with a gigantic 'WOOF!' and he then yelps and cowers under the nearest table quivering!

I don't mind dogs from a distance. I took a picture of this gorgeous, big dog from the other side of the pub and was fortunate no one got in my way. After a pint or two, he was certainly peckish and was eyeing the meals coming out of the kitchen greedily. Well, he didn't drink that much but his owner kept sticking her hand in her pint and then let the dog lick her fingers. No wonder he was getting hungry! He certainly had no dinner that I saw, not so much as a dry roasted peanut!

Track? Well this seems about right for a deprived dog! You can't always get what you want