Little Ollie has grown

Nell: Who is that?

Me: It’s Little Ollie. Tony sent me some photos.

Nell: My goodness that puppy has grown.

Me: Yes. Isn’t he adorable?

Nell: He has a distinct touch of the scallywag about him.

Me: He certainly looks mischievous.

Nell: He’ll be breaking a few hearts in no time with looks like those. I’m relieved to see he isn’t wearing a bandana.

Me: I’m sure Dave can lend him one. He has several.

Nell: Did you know that David has a fan club?

Me: I didn’t know.

Nell: Oh yes. Run by a rather giggly Red Setter called Ruby. David was signing autographs just now.

Me: Before breakfast?

Nell: Quite. There’s a time and a place for that kind of thing and it is certainly not until after one has enjoyed a cup of Earl Grey and a softly boiled egg.

Me: I couldn’t agree more. Did Knitwear Wolf find you?

Nell: I didn’t know he was looking for me.

Me: He brought a soft blanket for Charlie.

Nell: That’s very kind of him. Charlie hasn’t been feeling his best I’m afraid and Rupert was kind enough to offer his help.

Me: Well, he was wearing a beautiful long knitted coat today. Very dashing.

Nell: I’m sure the Welsh corgis are behind it. You never see them without their knitting needles.

Me: Or bandanas.

Nell: How do you know?

Me: They’re outside the house singing.

Nell: Good grief.

Me: Dave and his ensemble seem to be giving an impromptu performance.

Nell: What do you mean ensemble? Is that Mutley in the top hat?

Me: Gosh. I never knew Mutley could juggle. He can hardly see.

Nell: Those aren’t my soft boiled eggs, are they? I haven’t had my breakfast yet.

Me: Yes, and Mutley just dropped one. Sorry.

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