Doleful

So you think I've got doleful eyes? Think again.

I'm four and a half stone of squirrel-chasing, pheasant-hunting, deer-tracking, rabbit-eating, all-terrain dog.

You think I'm brave and fearless. Think again.

I'm a wasp-fearing, bee-fearing, bluebottle-fearing wimp.
I never, ever, want to be alone. (Budge up a bit on that sofa, will you?)

I've been to dinner parties, pubs and weddings. I go on every holiday.
Listen to me howl if I'm left at home.

I eat yoghurt for breakfast.