Fate starts wiggling and whining a mile from the town dump, where her pal Bob works on Saturdays. Bob keeps a box of biscuits by the payment stand, and he always comes out to see Fate and give her a treat – sometimes he saves a donut for her. She is  beside herself when she spots him, she practically melts.

I love their friendship, another tableau that shows the connection between a loving dog and good people. Bob also lights up when he sees Fate, we never even think of going to the dump without Fate.