A new recruit

Me: You are such a beautiful dog, Nell.

Nell: Thank you.

Me: I’m so lucky to have you in my life.

Nell: Do you want something?

Me: No.

Nell: Only David ate the last of the bacon, so we are going to have to wait for the next delivery.

Me: I don’t want bacon. I’ll make do with a boiled egg.

Nell: I’m not sure there are any eggs left either. The larger animals decided to make omelettes for breakfast.

Me: Themselves?

Nell: Yes. The mess was unbelievable. Poppy was furious and chased them out of the kitchen with her sword.

Me: Oh dear. Did they manage to finish their omelettes?

Nell: That’s not the point.

Me: I’ll just have a piece of toast then.

Nell: If there’s any bread left. David made sandwiches.

Me: There must be cereal.

Nell: Ask Malcolm. He was at the pool with Princess and Manuel the last time I saw him.

Me: How is Manuel settling in?

Nell: Extremely well. Fortunately Malcolm speaks a little Spanish and Princess can sign with her flippers.

Me: So is he really from Barcelona?

Nell: Yes. But he was working in Torquay as a waiter in a hotel run by a rather hysterical Lurcher.

Me: So how did he get here?

Nell: He was enjoying a morning swim when a Beefy scooped him up, flew him here and dropped him.

Me: That must have been a shock.

Nell: It was, but now he’s here, he doesn’t want to leave.

Me: Can’t he stay then, Nell? His waiting skills might be rather useful.

Nell: Never mind his waiting skills. You should see how quickly he tidied up the kitchen.

Me: So the Beefies did us a favour, if you ink about it.

Nell: Good grief.

Me: Just squidding. Sorry.

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