Vile interlopers

Nell: What are you doing here?

Me: I live here.

Nell: You don’t live in The Barn, though.

Me: No. But I saw you lurking and I thought I’d check.

Nell: Lurking? Labradors never lurk. We wait. Patiently.

Me: And stare. You’re ever so good at staring.

Nell: If you’re talking about Showing an Interest then I agree. We are exceptionally skilled at that.

Me: Especially when food is around. Anyway, why are you here?

Nell: David, Henry and Knitwear Wolf are mediating with Myfanwy and the others.

Me: Don’t you mean meditating because the llamas love it?

Nell: No. Mediating, as in talking. And talking of llamas I expect you’ve seen that video of the Welsh llamas in Pembrokeshire.

Me: Delivering food to the self isolating? It’s a wonderful idea.

Nell: Yes. Knitwear Wolf is going to suggest it to our llamas. He has some soft shawls he would like to donate.

Me: How did the zoom meeting go yesterday?

Nell: It turned out to be rather hairy.

Me: Well, it would be with the llamas, Seamus, two corgis and a big fat spider.

Nell: I meant unpleasant, as you well know. David was pretending to be asleep so Henry could listen and he was doing really well until someone started cooking bacon.

Me: I know the larger animals like a bacon sandwich but that was insensitive.

Nell: Well, David sat up and Henry fell off.

Me: Oh no.

Nell: And then Lady Anwen started shouting about vile interlopers.

Me: How rude. My Big Brave Beautiful Boy could never be vile. Was he upset?

Nell: No. He was sharing a bacon sandwich with Monty.

Me: What happened to the zoom meeting?

Nell: Everyone left except Sidney.

Me: Why?

Nell: Because he lives in The Barn.

Me: Oh yes. Sorry.

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