Me: Look at these photos of darling Marvin. Shannon sent them.
Nell: Why is he dressed as an elderly peasant woman?
Me: It’s freezing cold over in Canada and they have to keep him warm.
Nell: He’s not happy about it. Look at his face.
Me: No, but he does look adorable.
Nell: Easy for you to say. I’m going to talk to Knitwear Wolf and The Cat about making him something more suitable to wear.
Me: That’s a good idea.
Nell: He’s a handsome young dog. He doesn’t want to be seen out looking like that.
Me: Was it just me, or is Knitwear Wolf a bit off with you at the moment?
Nell: Off with me? What does that mean?
Me: When you said ‘Good morning’ just now, he simply shrugged and said ‘Whatever’.
Nell: Did he? That doesn’t sound like something Rupert would do.
Me: I agree. So, what have you done?
Nell: Why do you think I’ve done something?
Me: Stop avoiding the question.
Nell: I might have decided to talk to Lionel King.
Me: I don’t believe it, Nell. After all that lion has done you are still giving him a second chance.
Nell: I have merely agreed to listen.
Me: When? Where?
Nell: He is coming here this afternoon. He wanted to meet me at his hotel but Rupert put his paw down and said I wasn’t going anywhere.
Me: Good for him. The sea tractor probably isn’t running in this weather anyway.
Nell: That’s not the point.
Me: No. Will Rupert be at the meeting too?
Nell: I hope not.
Me: I think I should be there, Nell. I’m a good listener and I can write it all down.
Nell: It’s a private meeting.
Me: I’m not letting you do this alone. Sorry.
