The Cardigan is a wondrous thing, No?

Indeed, splendid thing, all ony up and cosy! Try rubbing him down with Comfry salts and applying oil of clove to his earlobes. They like that as I recall Gram Papa's little fellow on the mantle place of the big house in berland. Seemed to to stop him from biting the servants at any rate. If that fails you there's always the winter garden to take the chop out of him. Ta Ta for now, see you at the fox hunt, eh what!