Me: And they’re off! Surf Chasing.
Nell: Good grief!
Me: Surf Dude Dave is in the lead. Ears flapping and paws thundering as he charges through the sea.
Nell: Surf Dude Dave?
Me: Closely followed on his left by the amazing Surf Sister Harriet, swift of paw and built for speed.
Nell: Surf Sister Harriet? Have you been drinking?
Me: Bringing up the rear to his right and poised for the kill is Surf Queen Nell the salty sea dog.
Nell: I beg your pardon. Salty sea dog and bringing up the rear? There is no rear about this.
Me: Well, you are at the back.
Nell: Harriet and I are on a par. It’s the angle. Anyway, I got the ball.
Me: Yes. You are the Surf Queen.
Nell: My Retrieving Skills are unparalleled.
Me: Although, to be fair Dave ran right past the ball and kept going and Harriet usually lets you have it.
Nell: That’s rich coming from someone who has trouble throwing a ball.
Me: Yes, sorry.
