"Hello there. Isn't he? His name is Onyx and so far he's chewed through three pairs of my best shoes and eaten half a sofa already. Yet, I love him."

The angel greeted the friendly newcomer with a smile and a nod whilst Onyx came bounding up to the stranger, sniffing around his feet, licking the laces of the angel's shoes. Uh-oh. Balthazar knew that to be a sign of bad omens so quickly snatched the pup up in his arms, tickling his ears. Onyx yapped playfully and tried to nip at his owner's fingers.

"He likes your shoes by the look of it. Better to hold him for now since he might try and eat your laces."

The perils of owning a puppy.