" Then she fretted, ah, she fretted,
But ’ere six months had gone past,
She had got another poodle dog
Exactly like the last.…

thought Belinda frivolously, but the old song had come into her head and seemed appropriate. Some tame gazelle or some gentle dove or even a poodle dog—something to love, that was the point. "

― Barbara Pym , Some Tame Gazelle