Well, unless disaster has struck, I’m in England. And what dog is more identified with that country? This was a no-brainer.

This dog drinks tea. I don’t. In all my years in England, people were constantly astounded that I didn’t drink tea. I’d be offered tea by people every time I visited, sometimes several times on the same visit. Declining tea usually brought the response “well what do you drink?”. Not in a “I’ll get you some of that” way, but in a “what kind of freak doesn’t drink tea” way.

I’ve prepared dogs for the rest of the week, as I probably won’t be able to post while in England. So there should be a daily dog, as advertised, unless I’ve messed up some technical detail. Cheerio, my dearios.

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