Last month, Rachel, Alice, and I attended the annual Paws In The Parks dog show and during the day we ended up 'adopting' a Guide Dogs For The Blind puppy.
The heavens opened while we were there, forcing us to hop from tent to tent, seeking relative shelter from the elements.
The second tent we came to was the Guide Dogs For The Blind, and we were very quickly (and easily) charmed into adopting a puppy.
We were given a choice of two puppies and I asked which was the most popular choice, and the fundraiser said it was the other puppy as most people assumed that Buddy would be most popular because he looked like the puppy in the TV adverts!
Having picked our way through that convoluted reverse-psychology, we therefore chose Buddy as our puppy.
The other day our 'adoption pack' arrived, with details about our chosen pup, who we will follow through his training process until he is ready to become an assistance dog for a blind person.
Son of Nancy and Fergus, Buddy - a Labrador/Golden Retriever cross - is six weeks old in the pictures we were sent in our pack.
Now, of course, we realise this is all a fiction and there are probably thousands of people sponsoring 'Buddy' - and he's probably a lot older than six weeks now - but Rachel and I are more than willing to buy into the fantasy.
As someone with weak eyes as well as being a relatively-recent convert to the charms of dogs, this is a cause I've wanted to support for some time, so I'm quite pleased that the torrential rain drove us to seek shelter in the Guide Dogs For The Blind tent.
And Buddy joins our ever-growing family of pets, both real (Alice and Barney) and 'virtual' (Mojo the chimp at Monkey World).