Nell: It was a lovely day. Lunch at the hotel and a walk on the beach at sunset.
Me: Yes.
Nell: The perfect way to spend Alice and Jonathan’s last day here.
Me: Yes.
Nell: Now, I don’t want any sadness. They are coming back for your birthday at the end of January.
Me: Yes.
Nell: And Chris is arriving from Toronto next week.
Me: Yes, he is.
Nell: I should warn you that David has made your picnic.
Me: Oh dear.
Nell: It’s rather small so you may want to stop somewhere on the way to Heathrow.
Me: Did it start out small?
Nell: No. He is still struggling with his tasting skills. Poppy has made him a sign: “Tasting is Tiny Eating.”
Me: I’m not sure tiny eating is part of Dave’s vocabulary.
Nell: Gladys and The Cat have been giving demonstrations but then David finishes up what they leave.
Me: You taught him about a tidy bowl, Nell.
Nell: I shall ignore that remark. Now the hotel are expecting you, I presume?
Me: Yes, we have a family room.
Nell: Set your alarm for the morning as you need to get them to the terminal on time and you won’t have us barking to wake you.
Me: Yes. What a shame.
Nell: You know you would miss our morning barks if they weren’t there.
Me: Would I?
Nell: Yes. That’s why we have recorded them on your iBone as your new ringtone.
Me: Oh great.
Nell: As I always say: “Bark your way into the day.”
Me: I’ll remember that.
Nell: No need for sarcasm.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
