Last night while we watched Gosford Park (again) Edward heard/saw something suspicious in the garden and burst through his dog flap at 80mph taking half of the flap with him round his neck like some Leigh Bowery costume for dogs. So, today has been taken up with a trip to a pet superstore to purchase a new one (medium sized this time) and then fitting it. The instructions say it's a doddle to fit but that is clearly a big fat lie as I have pulled out what hair I have left in frustration. Never mind, it's fitted now and he's skipping in and out of the garden putting the flap through it's testing phase.