You always wait for me

Me: I love the way you wait for me when I’m a bit slow on our walk.

Nell: Somebody has to.

Me: Well, it means a lot to me. Even if you do look grumpy.

Nell: I was waiting for ages.

Me: I had to stop and think.

Nell: Here we go. You were lost in your own little world again, weren’t you?

Me: I was thinking how amazing it is that scientists were able to create the Covid vaccine for us all.

Nell: Yes.

Me: And how incredibly thankful I am.

Nell: Yes.

Me: And how lucky I am not to have any side effects at all.

Nell: Unlike Kev.

Me: Yes. He felt quite rough for a few days and had little areas of pain in his body which kept coming and going.

Nell: Even his instep.

Me: That was an odd one. But as I told him, those little vaccinators are burrowing into wherever they need to go to keep him safe and activate his immunity.

Nell: Little vaccinators?

Me: Yes. Busy little things with sweet voices.

Nell: I worry about you sometimes. I really do.

Me: The Welsh corgi choir sounded wonderful at Sunday Songs this morning. Such happy voices. Spring is definitely in the air.

Nell: I think the sunshine helps, although it’s still rather cold. I needed a hat and scarf.

Me: It’s good to see all the llamas gliding again.

Nell: Even the naked llama joined in now that it has woolly undergarments.

Me: Everyone seems positively cheerful today.

Nell: Gliding lifts the spirits according to Gladys. It’s good for the soul.

Me: Maybe I should start gliding, too.

Nell: Please don’t. Some of us are not built for gliding and you are quite bright enough today, thank you.

Me: You’re right. Sorry.

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