Ah, I know exactly what he's trying to say here. He'd be a Jack Russell Terrier, for sure.

I legitimately once cried silently in pain from needing to pee because my sick cat was asleep on my lap and I didn't want to move it. I was stuck for about 2 hours, bursting to go, until it just wandered off me casually and I was free.

Never actually been to Dover, not even sure where it is. I assume near the coast.

Oh dear god, my heart is about to burst. He's adorable

I didn't think I could love dogs more than I already did. I was wrong

This just reminds me of Boyle from Brooklyn Nine-Nine when he temporarily couldn't see and mistook an opossum for a dog.

Have you tried living in Wales? I swear, we're famous for two things: rain and sheep.

I think I learned about Hugh Mungus on H3H3's channel. Could be confused on that though

I will never be able to say or hear his name the same again

I'd honestly forgotten Terry Wogan had died, and now I'm just sad all over again

My God, how I love Alan Partridge. Have all the DVDs, the books. I'm probably obsessed at this point

I now officially can't wait for the Xmas special tomorrow

God love you, Karl. My favourite person in the world, without a doubt

I'd love there to be a Wales Day.

University Challenge. The show that makes me realise how dumb I really am

These were gold

There used to be a homeless guy in my town called Pete who everyone knew and chatted to. He became famous for walking a few miles to deliver a wallet with a few hundred pounds in it back to its owner, and refused the reward. Apparently he was a millionaire who gave everything up, though I'm not too sure how true that is. When he died a few years back, everybody in my town, including myself, gathered in the square and raised some money for his funeral and homeless charities. TL;DR there are still good guys left in the world