A couple of weeks ago, I confessed to having once stormed the dog bowl and to having eaten up all of the dogfood while our very elderly labrador passively looked on. And I know it was a rather shameful thing to have done, especially as Lucy’s now 99 in human years. But I have to tell you that I am definitely not the main culprit in the matter. Certainly not, because we still have a serial offender! You see, we have two free-range chickens wandering around the garden. And one