Tony and the Ice Cream

Nell: I think we should discuss Tony’s visit yesterday.

Me: It was lovely to see him, wasn’t it?

Nell: Yes, but I’m talking about the behaviour of certain animals.

Me: I agree. Harriet was not well behaved.

Nell: No, she wasn’t.

Me: But my Big Brave Beautiful Boy covered himself in glory.

Nell: As opposed to ice cream. Yes, David showed admirable restraint.

Me: That moment when Dave looked at the ice cream and then at Tony and decided Tony was the one he loved more.

Nell: Yes, I’m extremely impressed with him.

Me: I’m so glad we were able to offer some comfort, Nell. I noticed you were looking after Tony too.

Nell: Of course. I’m afraid it was only Harriet that let the side down. Trying to steal his ice cream. Appalling behaviour.

Me: Ice cream can do that to you, Nell. Especially on a hot day.

Nell: Have you seen the latest?

Me: No.

Nell: You are not going to believe this.

Me: I just might.

Nell: Beauregard came out of the tree house.

Me: Good.

Nell: With Oliver on his back.

Me: An opossum riding a tiger? I wish I’d seen that.

Nell: You can. Go into the kitchen. They are both eating bacon sandwiches with David.

Me: And Oliver is still on his back?

Nell: Yes. Beauregard doesn’t seem to mind at all. In fact I would go so far as to say he encourages it.

Me: Gosh. Well, that’s going to make Oliver feel a lot braver.

Nell: What do you mean?

Me: No one is going to startle you if you are riding a tiger.

Nell: I suppose not. Although, you might startle them.

Me: I wonder if Beauregard would let me ride on his back.

Nell: Stop right now.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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