Meet Toby the Puppy

Me: Isn’t Toby the Puppy gorgeous? I can’t wait to meet him.

Nell: Yes. He has the family good looks. He reminds me of a younger smaller David, although David was never really small.

Me: Look at the happiness on Sue’s face. It’s especially lovely to see considering the sad time she and Tony went through after losing Ollie.

Nell: Yes. Toby is a lucky boy to have such a loving family. Happy times are ahead.

Me: They are. Did I tell you Chris is hoping to fly over from Canada soon?

Nell: No.

Me: Maybe in October and he and I are hoping to visit Alice and the children in Germany.

Nell: So, I am right. Happy times are most definitely ahead for us all.

Me: Fingers crossed. After the last two years I am not counting my chickens.

Nell: Why on earth would you do that? You don’t have any chickens. Unless there is something you haven’t told me.

Me: Don’t worry it’s just a saying.

Nell: Good. I’m only just getting used to having a tiger in the tree house.

Me: It’s actually Oliver’s house.

Nell: Oliver and Beauregard are always together now. I can’t say a tiger would have immediately sprung to mind if I was looking for a friend for an opossum but it seems to work for them.

Me: There are lots of unlikely friendships though. Malcolm and Manuel. Princess and Our Penguin.

Nell: I think seals and penguins usually get along quite well and flamingos are very sociable of course.

Me: Yes, but Malcolm is awfully shy and Manuel can be rather loud at times, even for an octopus.

Nell: He’s from Barcelona.

Me: True. Am I your best friend, Nell?

Nell: You know you are. You and me. Always.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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