Dabbling Free

Nell: Why have you posted a photo of Ollie?

Me: I want everyone to see how gorgeous and happy he looks.

Nell: He is a rather cheerful chap.

Me: That’s because he knows he’s loved by Tony and Sue and the rest of the family.

Nell: David isn’t too sure about Ollie.

Me: Dave is just jealous. He wants to be Tony’s Big Brave Beautiful Boy.

Nell: He wants to be everybody’s Big Brave Beautiful Boy.

Me: I know he does. Bless him. He just loves a good cuddle.

Nell: Have you noticed a number of noisy mallards flying over here recently?

Me: Well, that was an interesting change of subject. Actually, Kev and I saw them on our walk. I wondered if they were Canada Geese.

Nell: Don’t be ridiculous. They’re clearly ducks. I must tell Ginger next time we speak.

Me: I miss Ginger.

Nell: She’ll be back in the autumn.

Me: Why are we talking about mallards?

Nell: I think the Beefies might be leading them astray. They were following them.

Me: I suppose they are a little out of their comfort zone down here by the sea.

Nell: What are you talking about?

Me: Mallards are dabbling ducks. ‘Heads down, tails up. Dabbling free!’

Nell: Here we go.

Me: They can’t do that in the sea. They would get all salty and mallards don’t do salt.

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

Me: Do you think we are going to find the beach full of confused mallards when we go down there today?

Nell: I certainly hope not. Although anyone who decides to follow a Beefy has themselves to blame.

Me: That’s a bit harsh.

Nell: The truth hurts.

Me: Especially when the salt gets in your eyes.

Nell: Good grief.

Me: Sorry.

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