Me: That photo says it all.
Nell: What do you mean?
Me: Harriet is worried. You are a secret Cheeky Animal and my Big Brave Beautiful Boy is just chilling.
Nell: What about Poppy?
Me: Poppy is luxuriating on a pillow like the queen she is.
Nell: I’m not a secret Cheeky Animal and Harriet’s not worried.
Me: She is. She knows she did her early barking as well as her middle of the night barking.
Nell: Yes, that was annoying. No wonder David is tired.
Me: We are all tired. It’s New Year’s Eve, Nell. The way I’m feeling I shall be in bed before midnight.
Nell: We all will.
Me: What about the barbecue?
Nell: The barbecue is during the day. We can’t have animals trying to get home in the dark. Not in this cold weather.
Me: You are right.
Nell: The Whippets Institute minibus will provide a shuttle service.
Me: How many guests are we expecting?
Nell: Goodness only knows. Word has spread about the Game of Bones Barbecue so everyone is coming in costume.
Me: Gosh.
Nell: I’m just glad the trampoline has gone.
Me: Yes.
Nell: There’s been far too much bouncing lately.
Me: I’m very glad to be saying goodbye to 2020, What a truly dreadful year.
Nell: Yes. The important thing now is to look forward not back. As I told you before, there is light at the end of the kennel.
Me: I don’t like kennels.
Nell: Nobody does but it’s not for much longer.
Me: No.
Nell: Tonight we are closing the door on the 2020 kennel and moving into 2021.
Me: But it’s still a kennel, Nell.
Nell: With an open door just waiting for you to leave as soon as it’s safe to do so.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
