Who wears yellow on a Friday?

Me: Wasn’t it good to be back on our beach?

Nell: We were there unofficially, of course. We lost our way and suddenly found ourselves there.

Me: No. There wasn’t anyone there so we just walked round from the dog side to remind ourselves.

Nell: Honestly. I despair of you sometimes.

Me: Soon we will be able to go there all the time.

Nell: Yes, but not until October.

Me: Of course not.

Nell: Finally.

Me: I found Henry in the upstairs bathroom.

Nell: He probably hitched a lift with David.

Me: He was moving really fast. Literally speeding.

Nell: He is working on his fitness. We all are. You need to do 10,000 steps a day.

Me: Henry is a woodlouse. He can’t step.

Nell: Henry has 14 legs. He can outstep us all.

Me: Gosh. 10,000 steps is an awful lot, though.

Nell: It’s a sensible goal. I recommend wearing a pawdometer.

Me: Henry can’t wear one of those.

Nell: Of course he can’t. He has a Bark watch.

Me: You mean a Smart watch.

Nell: I do not. David gave it to him for his birthday.

Me: It’s a funny thing Nell, but I thought I smelt bacon this morning.

Nell: Really?

Me: You didn’t have bacon sandwiches for breakfast, did you?

Nell: What makes you think that?

Me: Dave is walking around covered in sauce with a smile on his face.

Nell: When isn’t David covered in sauce?

Me: In fact you are looking quite chirpy yourself and Mutley was whistling.

Nell: If you are picking on the optimistic, start with that wolf. Who wears yellow on a Friday?

Me: Nice try. Next time you make bacon sandwiches save one for me.

Nell: We did. But try and be a little discreet please.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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