Seymour

While having a quick coffee before a hair appointment I heard a strange squeaking sound coming from the corner - nowhere near the counter - which turned out to be Seymour on his mat, attacking his toy.
I tried to take a subtle blip but was spotted. He has never been blipped before so his boss, Tom, had Seymour pose nicely. My hairdresser (who has her dog Seamus in the salon), tells me Seymour is a French Bulldog.

Oh, and the coffee was good, so I may be seeing Seymour again.