Prepare to be delighted, bemused and drawn (literally) into the world of Spencer Jones. Painting live as the audience enters, the Bafta-nominated comedian has three pints, a loop pedal piano and an infinite amount of stories to tell about beans on toast, backyard smokers and well-timed echoes. Entering a dog’s life, alongside a myriad of goofy characters and oversized papier-mâché heads, there’s a sense of delight mixed in with the observational comedy as this rough and ready set rolls out at the behest of Jones’ whimsy. And although lacking the nuance of a perfectly crafted piece, it still has the novelty and entertainment factor that scurries, sniffs and drags you out of your comfort zone with a sweet sentiment about how we might be ‘more dog’. 

Dogs is personal, but without a hint of the therapy sessions that can so often plague an otherwise excellent Fringe show, and the ever so coy, ever so giddy comedian has the crowd lapping up every last joke he can fit in. The musical numbers begin incredibly successfully and slow toward the end, but this is still a hugely entertaining show for those who love furry friends, wacky physical gags, madcap songs and a good giggle. 

Spencer Jones: Dogs, Pleasance Dome, until 30 August, 8.15pm; picture: Debra Hurford Brown.