Dreams can come true

Nell: David certainly has Winning Ways.

Me: Big Brave Beautiful Boy.

Nell: People have even started drawing him.

Me: Isn’t Susan Hogan talented? I love that picture.

Nell: Yes, after a great deal of pleading from David, Frank’s family are allowing him to stay with us for a few more days.

Me: Did Charlie find them?

Nell: Yes, they are a lovely young couple who are down here on holiday.

Me: They must have been so worried.

Nell: They were. Apparently they were enjoying lunch when a peacock and a cat entered the restaurant wearing Birdberry scarves and sequins.

Me: Oh dear.

Nell: This was a little disconcerting for everyone.

Me: You don’t expect cats to get on with peacocks, do you?

Nell: That’s not the point. Then a small black Pomeranian performed a contemporary dance.

Me: Go Gladys.

Nell: Which was received with tumultuous applause and calls for an encore.

Me: She’s an excellent dancer.

Nell: Finally, an extremely large and impossibly handsome black Labrador joined the group carrying a handbag.

Me: Not something you see every day.

Nell: No. The couple were so engrossed in the dance they didn’t realise Frank was missing until later.

Me: They must have been so worried.

Nell: They were very relieved when we called them.

Me: How did you get their number?

Nell: We found his ID tag in the bottom of the handbag.

Me: I can’t believe Dave would steal a puppy.

Nell: He didn’t. The naughty pup jumped in his handbag. David didn’t realise until they were home.

Me: I see.

Nell: Anyway, he can stay until Sunday.

Me: But Frankie wanted to meet The Queen.

Nell: He will. We’re going tomorrow.

Me: Tomorrow?

Nell: Yes. Dreams can come true you know. Especially when we are involved.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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