Spare a thought for the long-suffering Other Half, who, although he quite likes the dogs, does not share what some might call my 'obsession'.
Today is our 27th anniversary (yes I know you get less for murder and I quite agree that Other Half deserves a medal for lasting this long) but there will be no candlelit dinner for two at an intimate little restaurant for us. Instead, a certain papillon of the female persuasion is about to make Louis's day - he doesn't know it yet but he is her intended.
I won't go into details but I'm sure you'll have an idea of how our anniversary evening will be spent, Other Half will no doubt find alternative entertainment on the TV.
Who says romance is dead? Not Louis, that's for sure.