[...trying to hold in laughter. Trying to hold in laughter.

Nnnoope, he's lost it.]

T-The dog, the dog! Goodness, I would hope so!

[He's so amused by this that he doesn't know what to do with himself, but he manages to pull some parts of him together, speaking in a higher-pitched voice than usual and wiping at his eyes.]

Sorry, I should explain. Danny was a Great Dane I had as a child, and he was one of the best chaps a boy could ever ask for.