Me: That’s Marvin and Shannon in Toronto. Look at that darling pup. Such a sweet happy boy.
Nell: Yes. Marvin sent me over the photos because it’s Shannon’s birthday today.
Me: Yes. Happy Birthday dear Shannon. This is a week of birthdays, isn’t it?
Nell: It certainly is. Tony’s on Tuesday, Shannon’s today and yours on Saturday.
Me: Don’t bother with mine.
Nell: I beg your pardon?
Me: I don’t really feel like celebrating.
Nell: Stuff and nonsense. Anyway, today isn’t about you. It’s about Shannon.
Me: Yes, it is.
Nell: Marvin has written a short poem for her.
Me: He has?
Nell: Well, I think David may have helped. They were zooming away together yesterday.
Me: Bless them.
Nell: David was telling Marvin about the pancake tossing and now Marvin wants Chris to make some.
Me: I’m sure he will.
Nell: Would you like to hear the poem?
Me: I would love to hear it.
Nell: ‘My name is Marvin,
I’m a very lucky boy.
I live with Chris and Shannon
In a world full of joy.
The first weeks of my life
Weren’t like that at all.
I was abandoned and frightened
And ever so small.
But now I am bigger
And happy and strong.
Because my life changed
When Mummy and Daddy came along.
Now it’s kisses and cuddles
And love all the time.
So Happy Birthday Mummy Shannon
I’m so glad you are mine.’
Me: That’s so sweet. Shannon is going to love it.
Me: It warms my heart to see how well and happy he is looking.
Me: Rescuing a dog is a wonderful thing to do.
Nell: It is.
Me: I miss Mutley, Nell.
Nell: We all do. He is watching over us now. You know that.
Me: Yes. Sorry.