One affected red and white pup was euthanased and the eyes sent for histological examination.

The new generation avoided fixed itineraries, stayed in cheap hotels or hostels, and (unaffected by the lipophobia of later generations) lived on bread, cheese, and paté.

[…] ‘Tobit and his dog baith are altogether heathenish and apocryphal, and none but a prelatist or a papist would draw them into question. I doubt I hae been mista'en in you, friend.’

Happy, in that we are not overhappy; / On fortune's cap we are not the very button.