Noone expects the spaniel Inquisition.

You might expect the Spanish one, or even the Phoenician one, but the Spaniel? No one would dare dream a a dream so caninigly cunning. Except for one man: Me.

In a world where everything seems bleak; One Man, one spaniel, one Inquisition.

Ok, rex, the infidels are inside. I will go in distract them, and when they least expect it, you will come in and bite them.

This summer (if you can call the weather we have now summer)

come expecting the unexpected!

THE SPANIEL INQUISITION

Coming unexpectedly this summer, somewhere you would not expect them to show up.