Yes, they got the cheese and plenty of it.
The man that owns the stall is really nice, always ready with the tit bits. He told us that he has a customer on a friday with a black lab. The owner sets off up the market and the dog goes on his own to the stall and waits for dad catching up. The dog just sits on the pavement looking up, if the man is serving, the dog woofs to let him know he's there. A local celebrity dog.
There were so many people stopped us to say they had a Golden, or their friend had one. It was one long patting session for our 2.
Only blip, a lady was walking by the cheese stall when the man threw a piece of cheese to Woody, up went Woody to catch, the woman glared and said" good grief" with a face like she'd chewed a wasp. Needless to say, she got the Lynn evil eye. Too miserable to breathe some folk!!
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