A while back my mum and friends met for coffee in our favourite cafe and I was not allowed any treats. When Bella, the café dog, found out, she promised me a sossidge the next time we were in. My mum has tried to forget about this but there was another gathering today and as soon as I arrived – the guest of honour – I was told a sausage would be served. Bliss – I love sossidge. And I was hand fed; had to give a few paw shakes but I don’t mind doing tricks if I’m suitably rewarded.