Not even the presence of the large white heffer peering over the gate can disturb two extremely contented Polish Lowland sheepdogs asleep in the sunny courtyard. There was joyful bedlam when 'the font' arrived home last night with both boyz literally flying across the garden in greeting and relief. This morning each of them has devoured a bowl of warm , rib stickingly thick porridge before seamlessly drifting into a deep contented doze. The look on their faces indicates that they are dreaming of life in a land of freshly cooked sausages . 