Special Time

Me: Where’s Dave?

Nell: David is downstairs having Special Time with Kev.

Me: Darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy.

Nell: He was extremely upset to miss Tony’s visit.

Me: Tony will be back again soon.

Nell: David has no concept of time. A Labrador’s lot is to silently Wait and Hope.

Me: I haven’t noticed a lot of silence. In fact you lot are constantly barking at the farm dogs.

Nell: They need barking at. And so does next door’s cat. It walks along our wall you know. It has no respect for boundaries.

Me: Cats don’t care about things like that. They do as they please. That’s what I love about them.

Nell: You wouldn’t love it if we behaved like that. Imagine David just walking along a neighbour’s wall without so much as a by-your-leave.

Me: That would be ever so dangerous, Nell. I don’t even want to think about my darling boy up on a wall.

Nell: You know what I mean. Talking of cats, The Cat saw something moving in the treehouse when it was having tea with Malcolm and Susan. It had a tail.

Me: I didn’t know Malcolm and Susan were having a tea party.

Nell: It was just The Cat and Henry. They needed a four for a game of Bridge.

Me: I didn’t know Henry played Bridge.

Nell: Henry and Horst are masters of the game. But that’s not the point. Is Beauregard back?

Me: He might be, although it isn’t really like him to keep quiet. It’s not as if he is the one hiding.

Nell: Did you say hiding?

Me: Yes.

Nell: We need to phone Sally. If it isn’t Beauregard then it might be You Know Who.

Me: But I don’t know who.

Nell: Just call Sally.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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