We all love our dogs. But do we love them enough to take them on a fortnight’s family summer holiday to Brittany?
This is the question I ask myself every August. I have, several times, succumbed to the ridiculous bureaucracy of the post-Brexit animal health certificate, the multi-page legal document without which my labradoodles, Otto and Goose, cannot leave the country.
This is a double whammy of time and effort, never mind the eye-watering cost and the rabies jabs they need before you can even apply.
Besides, pet-friendly cabins on the ever-popular Portsmouth to Caen route get sold out by April. I’ve missed
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