From breakfast through to dinner he thrives on the constant hope that something tasty and illicit will fall from the table and onto the floor in front of him - with the college dorm eating habits of the younger family members he knows that some croissant crumbs will eventually come his way. At night he goes rug surfing along the corridor. With plenty of willing playmates Wilfs attitude is ' Take what you can get - you can never, ever rug surf too much'. Happy, sweet, exhausted sheepdog sleep usually occurs around about midnight.
In the morning, batteries recharged, it's up bright and early for a morning walk past the church with me and then back under the breakfast table in readiness for the first croissant eaters. His transparent, joyful , guileless antics make me laugh all day, every day.