Going Green

Me: Where’s Dave?

Nell: With Tony. He needed some Reassurance.

Me: Why?

Nell: Little Ollie is over 15kgs and growing fast so David thinks he might not be Tony’s Big Brave Boy anymore.

Me: He’ll always be Tony’s Big Boy but Little Ollie has to be his Best Boy.

Nell: Yes. David understands that now.

Me: Knitwear Wolf was looking particularly dashing this morning. I love the forest green cardigan.

Nell: Talking of green. Have you seen Gladys?

Me: No.

Nell: She’s walking around in thigh boots.

Me: That must be awkward.

Nell: And a knitted tunic, also in green.

Me: I hope it has a belt.

Nell: What does that matter?

Me: Tunics are awfully shapeless without belts. Ask The Cat. I saw it chatting to Rupert just now.

Nell: The Cat is looking a little sly, if you ask me.

Me: That’s just its early morning look. It’s always out of sorts until its first espresso.

Nell: Why is it wearing a feathered cap in forest green?

Me: I’ve no idea.

Nell: That wolf is behind all this. Mark my paws.

Me: You mean words.

Nell: I do not. Everyone knows you mark your paws if you want to remember something. Do keep up.

Me: I didn’t know. Have you considered that forest green might just be this autumn’s colour?

Nell: There’s more to it than that. Please tell me Malcolm isn’t wearing knitted leggings under his apron?

Me: He’s had those for quite a while. It’s getting cold in the morning so Knitwear Wolf organised some for him.

Nell: I presume they are green.

Me: Yes.

Nell: I don’t believe it.

Me: It’s true.

Nell: No. Did David just walk past carrying Henry and Horst?

Me: Yes.

Nell: Did you notice their scarves?

Me: Forest green. Sorry.

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