PUT ME IN! I say for any holiday that provides so many opportunities for a little black woofer to indulge her love of all things munchable in life.

Now, lets get one thing clear I’m not Welly, and although, when times are hard, of course I will happily get involved with a spot of bin bag rifling (what self-respecting Labrador wouldn’t?) I would far rather sample the finer things in life. But who knew, that all this time, there were tasty morsels waiting to be woofed up everywhere?

Of course I knew about the minty sticks often left for my delectation on the coffee table in the lounge (how thoughtful!). But why oh why hadn’t anybody given me the heads up that a woofer could silence the call of her stomach at anytime she pleases? All the eating opportunities missed, the sheer desolate wasteland of lost chomping chances could make a little woofer most distressed if one was to dwell on it to long. Hang on! Do I smell cheese? Yes, definitely cheese. Cheddar I think and maybe Camembert? Excuse me for a moment….  That’s better – a dog can’t blog on an empty stomach. Now where were we? Oh, yes missed opportunities. Well fear not good canine chums, I made up for those missed munchies over the last couple of weeks!

First spot:

• Half a loaf of bread and a tub of Anchor Spreadable on the kitchen worktop. Secured, woofed in the garden. Happy days.

Second spot:

• New tub of Anchor Spreadable left on kitchen table whilst Nana delivering cup of tea in bed to Grandpa. Mine all mine. I was now really getting into the swing of things!

(May I mention at this point that, following the fest of saturated fats, I was a) not sick (the marvels of a Labradors constitution!) and b) had a coat as glossy as a particularly glossy thing on a good glossy day).

Third spot:

• Homemade quiche brought round by Heather’s friend, Sarah and laid out on kitchen table as part of a party buffet. Head sideways on table and boom! Two slices snaffled whilst party in full flow.

 Now, admittedly, I was told off fairly thoroughly after this incident and things tightened up on the availability front… until the lovely Triona and her open larder took Welly and I in over New Year which led to:

•  Half a box a cheese crackers
• An apple turnover
• Half a bowl of pasta
• Candy cane (wrapper and all)
• Box of cereal

Only slight downside was that I got my head stuck in the cereal box whilst tidying up the last few pieces. Styled it out with confidence though and don’t think Triona suspected I had been up to anything other than a polite investigation into the preferred cereal brands of their household.

What a fabulous time of year! More parties, with more food and a few more martinis for the furless ones, leading to a little less observance of what a peckish little lab is up to…

11 months to go and counting!