Me: Oh good, Dave’s antlers have arrived.
Nell: I beg your pardon?
Me: It’s about time. I’ve ordered some for Harriet too.
Nell: Are you completely insane?
Me: No, I asked and apparently it’s good for them and will keep them busy.
Nell: What about the rest of us? David wearing a pair of antlers. I’m moving out.
Me: No, they are to chew on.
Nell: You had me worried for a moment.
Me: How could you even think that Nell? I’m not that silly.
Nell: I think you will find you are. I’ve been forced to wear the odd hat as you well know.
Me: They were just hats.
Nell: I’ve heard you remark on David’s resemblance to a wild animal.
Me: I just said he is so big when he sits at the top of the stairs he looks like a black lion surveying his kingdom.
Nell: A black lion.
Me: Yes.
Nell: David.
Me: Yes. But they don’t have antlers. If I’d bought him a mane you might have a point. A black mane would suit him.
Nell: I rest my case.
