Me: When is Knitwear Wolf bringing you back? Poppy and the puppies came home last night.
Nell: As soon as Beauregard has found Lionel. Rupert thinks I am at risk until then and best staying here.
Me: The puppies won’t leave the window, apart from the odd bacon sandwich, and even Poppy is worried.
Nell: It won’t be long. There’s been a sighting of Lionel on Dartmoor so everyone has gone up there.
Me: Even Knitwear Wolf? You aren’t alone in that little house are you? Because I could come there right now.
Nell: No. Rupert is here and by the sounds of it so are the Welsh corgi choir.
Me: What do you mean?
Nell: They just passed by on a boat singing their hearts out.
Me: Bless them.
Nell: I can’t believe Lionel King had me fooled. It’s not like me to be taken in by a luxurious mane and smooth talking.
Me: You do have a weakness for a handsome animal, Nell. Admit it.
Nell: I beg your pardon?
Me: Charlie was extremely dashing and Rupert is a bit of a looker.
Nell: A bit of a looker?
Me: Well, he is.
Nell: I agree that Rupert is a most dignified and reassuring kind of wolf but he and I are just friends, I can assure you.
Me: Whatever you say, Mistress Nelly.
Nell: Enough.
Me: You have to be here for Sunday lunch, Nell. Poppy is cooking Roast Beef with all the trimmings including her famous Yorkshire Puddings.
Nell: Tempting as that is I shall be governed by Rupert and Sally’s advice.
Me: Let’s hope we hear something soon then. I don’t want to be without you for a moment longer.
Nell: You are never without me. Wherever we are. You know that.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
