Morning chaos

Me: What on earth is going on?

Nell: Honestly, I can just about deal with the dolphins, but those visiting antelopes are simply too much.

Me: Antelopes?

Nell: Poppy was in the middle of making a pie for lunch when she and the puppies had to rush out.

Me: Why?

Nell: Well, the antelopes have been camping in the field. Without permission, I might add. They call it wild camping.

Me: I’ve heard of that.

Nell: Anyway, the llamas have taken it upon themselves to police the area so they decided to tell the antelopes to leave.

Me: Were they aggressive?

Nell: I think there might have been some spitting.

Me: Oh dear.

Nell: The antelopes decided the safest thing to do would be to run. It’s an antelope thing, apparently.

Me: Yes. They’re very light on their hooves.

Nell: Anyway, the sheep joined in. You know what they’re like. One goes, they all go.

Me: Yes.

Nell: The next thing we know there are sheep dashing madly through the fields behind a group of antelopes.

Me: Shear chaos. See what I did there?

Nell: Jim the Farm Dog is most unhappy.

Me: He would be.

Nell: I’ll be very glad when this Bank Holiday weekend is over and they all go back to school.

Me: Were they young antelopes then?

Nell: That’s not the point.

Me: Well, it is if you’re talking about going back to school.

Nell: They can be elderly antelopes going back to their armchairs by the fire as far as I’m concerned just as long as this chaos is over.

Me: I see.

Nell: And can you ask those dolphins to keep the noise down, please?

Me: But they’re in the pool Gliding with Gladys.

Nell: Tell them to glide quietly, then.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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