Hmmm, check these out – my one pair of very old favourite glasses – newly 'adjusted' by Flossie's canine gnashers.
First the nose pieces went, to be beautifully replaced by lumps of sticking plaster.
Then she snaffled them again – and this time bit right through one of the lenses (top right) and chewed the arms to buggery.
That bleddy dawg is not in my good books. And to think I spent ages pulling plant life out of her straggly fur, only to have her nosh my fave cocktail-menu-reading specs…
Pah!