Knitwear Wolf is awfully handsome

Me: Knitwear Wolf is awfully handsome, isn’t he?

Nell: Yes. Now, if you see a small Jack Russell with a pencil behind its ear and a rather flamboyant Pekinese holding a camera send them through to the kitchen please.

Me: More Merry Dogs?

Nell: No. The Growl on Sunday is doing an interview with Knitwear Wolf about the new knitwear line and they want to take photos.

Me: I thought he was looking particularly stylish today. Is that a cashmere cardigan?

Nell: Yes. In a warm brown. The Cat says it brings out the colour of his eyes.

Me: The Cat is good with things like that.

Nell: Poppy is making him a bacon sandwich and David is helping.

Me: I’m not sure Dave can be trusted to make the sandwiches.

Nell: No, he is taste testing the crispness of the bacon. It needs to be just right.

Me: Don’t be surprised if there is none left then. You remember the last time.

Nell: That was by mistake.

Me: Maybe he can promote the pantomime as well as his knitwear.

Nell: I’m not sure that is a good idea.

Me: Why not? It’s the perfect opportunity and Dave could join in.

Nell: Wolves don’t have the best reputation and he is playing the Sheriff of Nottingham.

Me: I’ve had a dreadful thought. He’s dating a small corgi.

Nell: That is none of their business.

Me: Myfanwy mustn’t wear her red shawl.

Nell: What are you talking about?

Me: Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf.

Nell: I despair of you sometimes I really do.

Me: It’s probably best if he doesn’t wear a cardigan and he definitely shouldn’t smile.

Nell: Good grief.

Me: Although nobody could possibly mistake him for a grandmother.

Nell: Just stop.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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