The practice is a genuine one and the staff obviously love animals. They work hard – surgeries ran deep into the night – and, as in real life, there isn’t always a happy ending. This was the case for labrador cross Spud. His owner, Chris, a former homeless man, had to rely on Noel’s goodwill for the diagnosis (cancer) and surgery to remove his leg. Sadly, secondary cancer reared its head and Chris and Spud were sent home to enjoy their remaining time together. When the end credits rolled, so too did a dedication to the late Spud. This time, it was me who cried.