But surely there is only one me!?

What? I’m not special? There must be some mistake.
The Rents dote on me, of course. And, I am told I have a fan club in Notting Hill, which is only to be expected. My charms are not lost on the French, who call me ‘Cesar” after some matinée idol they have seen on the TV (quite understandably, given my photogenic good looks).  Even Australians adore me, for goodness sake, so no shortage of macho allure there. But it seems that in Denmark, dogs like me are 10 a penny! That can’t be right, surely.