The John Lewis advert is great because it stars a boxer dog, and I’ve had boxers for years and am mad on them. I have boxer wall calendars, plates, mugs and models.
But then my happiness turns sour, because I know what will happen next. Loads more people will want boxers. Just as they wanted Jack Russells after that film The Artist, Dalmatians after 101 Dalmatians, Dogues de Bordeaux after Turner and Hooch, or Dachshunds after Wiener-Dog. And, in a blink of an eye, those greedy pup farmers will latch on to the trend and start churning out boxer dogs in awful conditions, their poorly bred, sick dogs will come pouring on to the UK market and folks will of course buy them, because they look so cute, clever and attractive.