Me: It’s our last few days on our favourite beach so I thought I would post a couple of videos.
Nell: And a photo of David and me in between the leads.
Me: There was nothing I could do.
Nell: How about waiting until the leads are out of the picture?
Me: I didn’t think of that.
Nell: It seems harsh that we dogs are banned from our beach from May until October.
Me: I know it does. We can still walk on the dog beach though. It’s just around the corner.
Nell: Yes. And if we are very lucky we can look over at all the people enjoying our beach.
Me: It’s just the way it is.
Nell: Harriet is certainly making the most of it.
Me: Yes. I wish we could let Dave off the lead but there are young children around and we don’t want him to frighten them.
Nell: David is the friendliest dog you could ever meet.
Me: I know but he’s ever so big, Nell. When a huge great dog comes running up to you it can be a bit scary. Just like the dentist.
Nell: David is nothing at all like a dentist.
Me: You know what I mean.
Nell: When is your appointment?
Me: This afternoon.
Nell: You will be fine. Poppy wants to know how you feel about pizza this evening.
Me: Yes, please.
Nell: She’s busy finishing her column for The Growl on Sunday so it will have to be a takeaway.
Me: Fine with me. I’m a small vegetarian.
Nell: You are not. You might be small but you had sausages for dinner yesterday.
Me: I meant my choice of pizza.
Nell: Well, say so. I thought you’d gone vegan for a moment like my friend Dorothy.
Me: Sorry.
