Hangdog.

They're going on holiday. I knew when the suitcases came out. I put on my long-eared droopy eye expression but to no avail.

I am going up the road to stay with my friend Harry. He is older and bigger than me but he is also a spaniel and I like him.

Harry flushes out pheasants for me to chase, I have told him I really prefer rabbits but he said pheasants are two-a-penny round here and I will have to make do with them.

Harry also has some chickens fenced-in in his garden but they are not much fun to chase and the one called Mr Cockerill sometimes tries to peck me.

Harry's owner Sue takes us for nice walks. I like Sue.

Sometimes Sue has steak for her tea. I love Sue!