What a Day!

Nell: David hates that cone.

Me: I know. In the night Kev and I decided to re-bandage his foot and take it off. He was so relieved.

Nell: I woke up with Kev asleep on one of the sofas downstairs.

Me: Yes, he gave up his side of the bed to Dave.

Nell: Yesterday was not a good day. Poppy and Malcolm go missing and Dave rips his claw and it has to be removed.

Me: My poor Big Brave Beautiful Boy. Has there been any news?

Nell: Now, I need you to be sensible.

Me: Why? What’s happened?

Nell: The Royal Owl Force found something this morning.

Me: No!

Nell: Calm down. It was the remains of Poppy’s picnic.

Me: Half eaten? Nobody leaves Poppy’s food.

Nell: No. It was Poppy’s cake tin and it was empty.

Me: There’s more. I can tell.

Nell: Yes, I’m afraid they found one of Malcolm’s feathers.

Me: I can’t bear this.

Nell: We discussed it at Morning Thoughts and it was agreed that we should alert the police and the press.

Me: I agree. We need all the help we can get.

Nell: PC Panda is on his way and the Daily Growl is sending one of its lead reporters.

Me: Good.

Nell: We need to choose some photos of Poppy and Malcolm.

Me: Yes.

Nell: In the meantime Knitwear Wolf is continuing his search on his motorbike with David.

Me: Dave is supposed to rest and no walking.

Nell: He won’t be walking. Knitwear Wolf has put a soft blanket in the sidecar and Harriet has made them some sandwiches.

Me: How is she coping with the cooking?

Nell: Let’s just say the sooner Poppy and Malcolm come home the better. Until then it’s cereal and biscuits.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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