This is Pooh...Faithful,but just a bit thick... In the early morning we often go to an ancient trackway for a walk...this adjoins the modern road with a bridleway gate and a five bar gate adjoining. We leave the car and both dogs wait for me to open the single gate to the track...looks a bit like this one... On this particular day the big five bar gate had been left open for a harvester...Benji legged it through the gap onto the track...I followed.About a hundred yards up the track I heard a whimpering from the gate. On looking back...there was Pooh sat at the small gate wondering why he had been so cruelly abandoned,and crying like a baby. I shouted..."Come on you twit there's a ruddy great gap there"....Nope...he couldn't get it. Dad opened the gate every morning and without Dad he couldn't get through could he?? I had to walk all the way back and open the small gate for the twit with a few choice comments... His brother found the incident most amusing and spent the next five minutes nipping Poohs ankles. I've always thought they were creatures of habit ...but sometimes...Ooooooh!