OUR dog Benjy is the finest Yorky this side of a line between Hull and Helmsley.
He has all the Yorkshire virtues of bloody-mindedness, aggression and bravado. He snarls at Dobermans and Staffies and can do a standing start jump into my arms if they snarl back, from which vantage point he barks insults and defiance at his baffled pursuers.
The second best Yorkie was his sidekick, Timmy, but decrepitude made that final dismal visit to the vet the kindest option and the little pot-bellied darlin’ went swiftly and painlessly to that great kennel in the sky. I wish they’d do the same for me when my time comes.
See The Visitor (19-01-11) for full story.