Occasionally, one of the weaker dogs would succumb to the charms of a fair maiden, but for most part, we claimed our territory - a suitable vantage point in the club.
A core member of the 'pack' is heading out into the jungle and last night, in a docile fashion, marked the end of an era. So, I stayed out late, later than usual.
I craved ice cream as I drove home and my dairy godmother came to the rescue ;)
Of course, I had to drive a circuitous route home... but a chocolate ripple never tasted better.