Poor David

Me: What’s wrong, Nell? Dave looks very upset.

Nell: Charlie had a chat with David and if Sally is expecting puppies they are definitely not David’s.

Me: Oh my poor Big Brave Beautiful Boy.

Nell: Yes, and there’s more. Can you be trusted to keep this to yourself?

Me: Not really, but tell me anyway.

Nell: You know the evil Black Claw are trying to turn animals bad?

Me: Yes.

Nell: Handsome says their leader Hunter is in our area.

Me: Crikey.

Nell: Fortunately Handsome has a plan. Gary is on his way now to help him and he’s bringing his cheeses.

Me: I’m not sure now is the time to be eating, Nell, although Dave probably wouldn’t say no to a slice of cheddar.

Nell: It’s not about cheddar. It’s all about Cornish Yarg.

Me: Gosh.

Nell: Handsome has it on good authority that Hunter is partial to Cornish Yarg.

Me: Is that why the sporran wearing Beefy bought some?

Nell: Exactly. The Beefies are working for The Black Claw.

Me: The villains.

Nell: So we are going to have a picnic on the beach.

Me: In this weather?

Nell: Yes. Knitwear Wolf has thick woollen sweaters and hats for anyone needing them. Attendance is compulsory.

Me: Why?

Nell: We need to see who goes for the Cornish Yarg.

Me: But I like Cornish Yarg.

Nell: We know it isn’t you. Do keep up. Handsome thinks Hunter may show his hand when he sees the cheese.

Me: Gosh.

Nell: Now, I can’t sit here talking to you when I have invitations to write. We need to make sure everyone knows about the picnic.

Me: Yes.

Nell: Remember, tell nobody.

Me: I thought we were inviting everyone.

Nell: Good grief. Tell them where but not why.

Me: I see. Sorry.

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