"I do my best to keep a sense of order round here, but my Human is a funny old soul... you know the type: loves a long walk in the evening, keeps losing his stick so I have to keep picking it up, seems obsessed with rabbits? We’ve all had one at some time or another. Still, I thought all my Christmasses had come at once the other day! They started digging this huge hole in the bodywork bay! “Aye aye Bert”, I said to myself, “I can’t wait to see the size of the bone they bury in that!”.
Turns out it’s for something called an Em Oh Tea... they stand in the hole and stare at the bottoms of cars. No idea why, but it was bound to be something to do with tea, knowing my Human. Bless ‘im!”