There are so many reasons to pity this dog. His name is Fozzi, for one. For another, he's a labradoodle, which just sounds silly. For a third, he belongs, notionally, not to a person, but to the "Haus of Gaga". And, for a fourth, he's had to spend his evening peering uncomprehendingly at his master's fans from a balcony of the Palazzo Versace, in the company of Lady Gaga and the failed clone of herself she had made. Oh, sorry, apparently that's Donatella Versace.
Whatever, it's a clear case for the RSPCA, and an invitation to us to hold a caption competition. So what are the ladies saying? Or, better yet, what's Fozzi thinking?
