Just went down to our local butcher to get some osso bucco bones as a treat for Zaccy, sorry just sold the last, ok, what about some gravy beef and a bone for the dog,as he was cutting up the meat we were chatting and I told him what had happened to Zaccy, he didn't say much, just kept cutting, got out a big bone and cut that in half, put it all in a big bag and handed it over and I held out a$20.00 to pay
Nah, this ones on me for Zaccy,
I had a lump in my throat when I walked out, there are still some lovely people around