Of course you know that I adopted Ben, a fabulous Greyhound, on March 17th.
What you do not know is that every third person Ben and I encounter on our walks is an utterly reliable expert on Greyhounds and their behaviours. 😖
They parade their unquestionable expertise by saying "Of course, Greyhounds are such couch potatoes".
To be fair, they are correct about the couch bit - see this
Of course I love my spuds whether fried, baked, or mashed, I have nothing against spuds.
But I refuse to think of my elegant, grateful, regal and dignified adoptee Ben as nothing more than a couch potato,
He has class. He should never be called a common tater,
Ben is my .....
........ Couch Creme Brulle!