Me: Why isn’t Dave having breakfast with Harriet?
Nell: He had a couple of early clients.
Me: Clients?
Nell: Yes. His caring skills are in huge demand. The llamas told the cows about his understanding ways and now everyone wants to talk to him.
Me: Gosh.
Nell: He is fully booked. He only managed to grab a bowl of cereal this morning. Poppy offered him a boiled egg but he refused.
Me: Dave refused food?
Nell: He takes his work very seriously. But don’t worry Malcolm is making him a few macarons to get him through the morning.
Me: Well, he seems to be listening to someone out there but I can’t see anyone.
Nell: My biscuits are on young Benjamin Beefy.
Me: Don’t you mean your money?
Nell: No. A Labrador only gambles with biscuits.
Me: Of course. What’s wrong with Benjamin?
Nell: He’s simply not cut out to be a travelling salesbird.
Me: Oh dear.
Nell: He wears a tank top for a start and when people aren’t interested in buying Gull No 5 he says never mind it’s not that nice anyway.
Me: It isn’t.
Nell: And Our Penguin’s documentary is trending on YouChewed so the Beefies will know all about it.
Me: Someone needs to tell the Beefies that Benjamin should be allowed to be a normal seagull. He isn’t cut out to be a Beefy.
Nell: Yes. It’s Malcolm and the Flamingo Foreign Legion all over again.
Me: Only with mean Stephen Seagull in charge, not kind Count Bingo.
Nell: I can’t see that dreadful bird listening to reason but David could give it a try I suppose.
Me: Dave can’t be the head of an evil gang of seagulls.
Nell: No, he could talk to Stephen Seagull. Do keep up.
Me: Oh yes. Sorry.
