Every so often we get lookers in the shop who obviously have no interest in pets at all, which I assume is common to most pet shops. I wonder why they come into a pet shop and then moan about the smell, the stock, or the poor animals locked in cages. One such bunch of lookers looked at the pigs’ trotters and asked what they were for. “Great with chips,” I said. “Trotters and chips.” For some reason they left rather quickly. If you don’t like the pet trade then don’t come into a pet shop. I don’t like women’s dress shops and I avoid them like the plague. The wife could not get me near one if she tried, but after 30 years together she has given up.