Just a quick cuddle

Me: Kev is looking for Poppy and Dave. Something to do with The Growl on Sunday and bacon.

Nell: I know we’ve run out of bacon but that doesn’t seem newsworthy to me.

Me: Oh dear.

Nell: What do you mean?

Me: I can’t believe Kev is going to write about that. It was only a tiny little mistake and everybody got a sandwich.

Nell: What are you talking about?

Me: You know yesterday when Dave took the orders for breakfast?

Nell: Yes, mine was with brown sauce.

Me: He might have written 2 instead of 1.

Nell: But I only had one.

Me: Exactly.

Nell: Well, that explains the disagreement in the broken bed this morning.

Me: What was Kev doing in a broken bed?

Nell: No. Poppy and David.

Me: What happened?

Nell: Poppy was resting in the broken bed on the sofa when David tried to engage her in a game of Cheeky Animals.

Me: I’m not sure that was wise. It’s not really an early morning game and it’s Monday.

Nell: Quite. Poppy just glared at him and refused to join in.

Me: Not surprising but probably a little bit squashing.

Nell: Squashing is the word. Poppy was extremely frosty when he asked if he could give her a quick cuddle.

Me: My darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy. Such an affectionate animal.

Nell: But he persevered and finally she gave in.

Me: Bless him.

Nell: So now they are sharing the bed.

Me: I’m so glad they’re friends again. I could cuddle them both.

Nell: Please don’t.

Me: Why?

Nell: The bed is full enough.

Me: I was only going to stroke their heads.

Nell: Well, that’s a relief. You’d better tell Kev where they are and ask him not to mention bacon.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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