Grateful for the glass dome, you peer more closely.
What's this, some stuffed oddity from a cabinet of curiosities? There's a hint of ginger fur. A fox? Too small. A squirrel perhaps?
The stiff whiskers, the stripy tail soon tell their own story. It's a cat. What macabre relic is this in such a dogs' enclave? What fell deed happened here?
You don't need to wonder for long. A brass plaque explains all. Meet Terence, the Terriers' Club Cat.