Bitey Faces

Me: I can’t believe you were playing Bitey Faces with Harriet. You were behaving just like a puppy.

Nell: Harriet started it with a blatant Cheeky Animal which could not be ignored.

Me: Yes, I saw her tongue was out.

Nell: In situations like that Bitey Faces is the only answer.

Me: You certainly looked ferocious. You had your mouth open like a crocodile.

Nell: Well spotted. The Crocodile Manoeuvre is one of the more difficult techniques.

Me: You convinced me. I thought Harriet was done for.

Nell: She was. I don’t play very often but when I do I tend to win.

Me: Dave and I were completely spellbound.

Nell: I hope David was making notes.

Me: I’m sure he was. In his head.

Nell: Talking of heads. Tony was telling me that someone complimented Young Toby on his classic Labrador head.

Me: Yes, I think it’s called a Drakeshead, isn’t it?

Nell: Drakeshead is actually the British Labrador Kennel name but it’s become synonymous with classic Labrador good looks.

Me: Oh, I see. Anyway Toby is certainly a beautiful boy.

Nell: Of course he is. David is his Uncle and I am his Great Aunt. Toby can’t help but be dashing.

Me: Dashing where?

Nell: Dashing as in handsome.

Me: Gotcha.

Nell: Very funny.

Me: Well, I must say that’s something you don’t see every day.

Nell: Are you talking about the Rolls Royce that just drove past us?

Me: Yes.

Nell: It’s certainly not very suitable for driving around our tiny Devon lanes.

Me: Especially when it’s being driven that fast.

Nell: Quite.

Me: By a lion.

Nell: A lion?

Me: In a chauffeur’s cap.

Nell: Good grief.

Me: With two huge fluffy cats in the back.

Nell: Lionel King?

Me: Yes, and the Maine Coons. Sorry.

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