Vice Regal Support dogs

We is sitting on the terrace cooling down our tummies, on account of we have been racing around the garden at OGH.  I isn't being rude (this is me, Harry), even though George said I was.  I was the point of a massive yawn, and I got caught out. 

The thing is (this is me, George) they do want us to go for a walk, and I'm ok with that, but Harry is a bit tired, because he's a lot smaller than I am.

Hey, guess what (this is still me, George), I did get taken to the vet for my 'jections and the lady vet said I was a beautiful dog and she did like me very much, and she did say what a gorgeous dog I was.

I already knew that.