" There’s the sound of barking and the skittering of tiny claws, and I throw the door open so that my dog can greet the person he loves best in the world. I’ll give you a clue – it’s not me. Bertie tolerates me in the same manner that the queen has at garden parties when she’s stuck with someone and is being polite. "

― Lily Morton , Risk Taker (Mixed Messages, #3)