Toffee made me laugh today, I was on a Skype call to my daughter in Scotland and he was trying to work out where the voice was coming from. For some reason, despite my daughter waving to him, he decided that it was the cat, sitting behind the laptop, that was talking

. Every time Zoe spoke Toffee stared intently at the cat and wagged his tail.
Goodness knows what was going through his mind.
And even though that was hours ago and we’ve been out for a long walk, he’s now positioned himself in his bed and is laying with one eye open looking at the cat, presumably waiting for the conversation to resume

.