Me: Our darling Mutley is 16 today.
Nell: Yes. He started out life as Patch you know.
Me: Yes, and then Kev rescued him and he became Mutley.
Nell: He was always Mutley.
Me: Where is he?
Nell: Enjoying a cup of builder’s tea and a bacon sandwich with Charlie. Harriet is reading them interesting items from the newspaper.
Me: Knitwear Wolf was here early today. I thought I heard his motorbike.
Nell: He brought Mutley a beautiful hand knitted scarf and warm socks in dark grey.
Me: How kind of him.
Nell: Yes, he’s a thoughtful wolf. Still smiles too much for my liking, though.
Me: He’s just naturally friendly.
Nell: Timothy is wary of him.
Me: Timothy is wary of everyone, especially when it gets nearer to Christmas and Thanksgiving.
Nell: Turkeys certainly live life on the edge.
Me: I’m presuming Dave is no longer a recluse seeing as he’s sharing bacon sandwiches with Poppy in the kitchen and chatting to Sally on WoofsApp.
Nell: It didn’t even last until elevenses. Poppy mentioned shortbread and he was off the sofa like a shot.
Me: Big Beautiful Boy. Is the bouncy castle up and running?
Nell: Yes. Gladys did a bounce test and it all seems to be in order. Two somersaults and a backward flip.
Me: I hope Mutley doesn’t try that.
Nell: Everyone must remember to take off their shoes before bouncing except for Alejandro who needs to put his on.
Me: Why?
Nell: His hooves are too sharp so The Cat has organised some moccasins in soft leather.
Me: Wise idea.
Nell: So all we have to do today is celebrate Mutley.
Me: Yes, Happy Birthday Darling Mutt. Dear old boy.
Nell: Less of the old boy please. Age is just a number.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
