The loss of my sight was a great fillip. If I could go deaf and dumb I think I might pant on to be a hundred.
Against the charitable gesture there is no defence.
We could have saved sixpence. We could have saved fivepence. But at what cost?
Light black. From pole to pole.
What is that unforgettable line?
There is this to be said for Dachsunds of such length and lowness as Nelly, that it makes very little difference to their appearance whether they stand, sit or lie.