Ex-plumber, Chuck Brandon decided that he needed a change of direction. "There's only so many pipes a man can fix!" With a dodgy Diploma in Pet Psychiatry under his arm he set off for Manhattan and fame. Insider dealing in copper made him enough money to set up his first practice (there's a lot of money in copper piping!) Although the unfortunate "Chameleon case" was a setback, he has now established himself as the best of the cheaper end of Pet Psychiatrists. (What must the rest be like?)

Brandon-isms

"IT'S EASIER TREATING PETS, ONE BISCUIT AND YOU'RE HALFWAY THERE!"

"THE NEAREST I'VE EVER BEEN TO CLOSURE IS SHUTTING A WINDOW."

"101 DALMATIONS, NOW THAT'S WHAT I CALL CLIENTELE!"

"I LIKE TO CALL MYSELF THE BUCKET WHISPERER!"

"I LOVE HAVING LUNCH IN THE PARK. I DON'T SEE PETS, I SEE THERAPY WAITING TO HAPPEN."