Counting Cows

Me: Why has Harriet climbed up there?

Nell: It’s a game.

Me: Does she want to be Queen of the Castle?

Nell: What castle?

Me: You know. ‘I’m the Queen of the Castle

Get down you dirty rascal.’

Nell: If anyone is a dirty rascal, then it’s Poppy, not me. Look at those muddy legs.

Me: Yes, I’m afraid Poppy is being a little wild at the moment.

Nell: I think it’s all that baking. The demand for scones has doubled.

Me: Yes. The trouble with Poppy’s scones is once you’ve tried one, you can’t go back.

Nell: I think you will find both David and Amanda Panda go back several times.

Me: So what is the game?

Nell: Counting Cows. You must have played it.

Me: No, I’ve never even heard of it.

Nell: We always play it when we are out on our walk.

Me: Do you?

Nell: Yes. Kev is very good at it.

Me: How do you play then?

Nell: You count the cows.

Me: Tell me what to do.

Nell: Alright. ‘Excuse me, could you tell me how

I am supposed to count a cow?’

Me: I love it.

Nell: ‘To count a cow, did you just say?

Are you sure you want to play?’

Me: Go on.

Nell: ‘Yes, I’m sure as sure can be.

Should I clap my paws, should I climb a tree?’

Me: I’m not very good at climbing trees.

Nell: That doesn’t matter. May I continue?

Me: Yes.

Nell: ‘No need for trees, just take a bow,

Then shout to the world ‘I’m counting NOW.”

Me: But what if I see more cows than you do and it takes me longer?

Nell: Stop questioning everything. Sometimes you just need to have fun and go with it.

Me: You’re right. Sorry.

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