There was a woman in the park near work today who’d lost control of her dog, a Golden Retriever, and she kept shouting its name, ‘Biscuit, Biscuit’. It was an unfortunate coincidence that, with Leftwing Idiot, I was there too, also shouting “Biscuit” in the usual way. I was concerned she might have thought I was mocking her, not ticcing.
It did make Leftwing Idiot and me laugh though. The dog took no notice of either of us.