Nell: That is the worst disguise I have ever seen.
Me: It’s an all encasing hat. You aren’t even wearing anything.
Nell: I am wearing a boy’s collar.
Me: You always wear that collar. It’s your favourite one.
Nell: Never mind. We were in a rush. Can you see any diamonds? That passing poodle said it saw a baguette fall from the sky near here.
Me: No. I took a photo of something sparkly but it was only a stone.
Nell: By the way, Myfanwy, one of the Welsh corgis, lost a tooth on a diamond this morning.
Nell: She ordered a crab baguette and thought she had bitten on a piece of shell.
Me: It can happen with crab.
Nell: Yes. Imagine her surprise. Fortunately we are in the same WoofsApp group so she let me know at once. Thank goodness for iBones.
Me: Did someone collect the diamond?
Nell: David and Gladys were performing in the vicinity so they picked it up. They shared the rest of the baguette.
Me: That was a bit risky.
Nell: The Daily Growl are sending someone over to cover the story. Word is spreading.
Me: I hope it’s not a cub reporter.
Nell: They don’t employ bears anymore as far as I know. It will probably be a Jack Russell.
Me: It will definitely annoy Sponge Finger.
Nell: You mean Savoiardi. Myfanwy isn’t best pleased because it’s her middle tooth but as I said to her ‘If it works for Madonna, dear.’
Me: Madonna only has a gap between her teeth, Nell. Not a whole tooth missing.
Me: The Beefies could get into serious trouble with NOIR over their carelessness.
Nell: It’s their own fault.
Me: It goes to show Diamonds aren’t always a Gull’s best friend.
Nell: Good grief. Just keep looking, please.
Me: Yes. Sorry.