The Lion in Hinxton used to have a parrot. Would swear and swoop across the room.
There used to be a couple of dogs in the Ickleton Lion, one was called Bella, I can’t remember the other one’s name. One of them gave G a nip when they were 2 or 3. A previous owner there decided to keep a fuck off massive Rottweiler for some unknown reason (other than bragging to customers who refused glasses for their bottled beers that he let the dog piss on the bottles every day)