We are tremendously fortunate to have a very good pet shop in the village. A proper pet shop. An independent one and not part of a chain. We know the owner, his mum (who is the manager and main/only member of staff six days a week), and his dad. The range of stock is tremendous, and none of it is rubbish or stuff that you wouldn’t buy from (for example) Amazon if you weren’t dead keen on supporting local businesses at the expense of multi-billionaires. So yeah, stick it to the man! A couple of weeks ago I was sent down to the pet shop on a mission: get a pack of rabbit ears. The spanners do love a good rabbit’s ear. Or maybe the ear in question came from a bad rabbit? And who am I to judge the behaviour of a rabbit anyway? Well. I wandered up and down the appropriate aisle and could see no ears of rabbit, so I had to ask the manager and main/only member of staff because it was one of her six days. She walked over and showed me where they were turned around, so the back of the packet was facing outwards. I asked why that was? ‘Because we had a little girl in a few weeks ago who saw the packet on display, read the description and burst into tears!’
OMG.
I felt so sad for the little girl. So I bought just the two packets, took them home and gave each of the spaniels a tasty rabbit ear to nosh on. But just the one. Because I was still a bit sad.
Anyway. We were in there again today. We needed some cat food and also the dog treats needed filling up. The pet shop has a ‘pick n mix’ of many different types of dog treats. You scoop what you need into a bag and pay by the weight of it. Well today there was a new dog treat in one of the scoopy bins:

The manager and main/only member of staff said her husband and her son had both tried them. and they tasted just like the human ones (ones intended for humans, not ones made from humans). So we added a good scoop of them to our bagful. I might try one. Just to see.
Poor little bunny wabbits.
When I was younger, I would often eat our dog’s chocolate buttons. They never tasted as good as those made for human consumption – I think there wasn’t much sugar content – but they never did me any harm.
Woof.
At least you don’t have a strong temptation to pee on lamposts and chase cars. Erm. Do you?
I wouldn’t say it’s a *strong* temptation.
You’ll be fine then. Just stay away from cats.