With me are Monty the Mont (black labrador age two-and-three-quarters), Marmite (chocolate lab, 22 months).
Don't be fooled. We all know how to look good. Any moment the wild geese that fly over at this time of year, honking, will have us out through the open door in a flash; I'm first because I'm the fastest, followed closely by Monty who keeps trying to get in front of me but I won't let him, and last comes Marmite who only has two speeds - slow and very slow (the vet told our Person to feed her something called lite food because she was looking like a walking coffee table. Poor Marmite. She loves eating even more than I do).