Nell: We’re going to have to do something about David’s behaviour with guests.
Me: Why?
Nell: He climbed all over Shel and started kissing him.
Me: Darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy.
Nell: He must learn to respect boundaries.
Me: Shel doesn’t mind. He loves dogs, especially Labradors.
Nell: Shel is my person. We were friends before David was born.
Me: Shel and I were friends before you were born but I don’t mind him cuddling you.
Nell: I don’t do cuddles. A light stroking of the head is quite enough for me.
Me: I’m aware.
Nell: David doesn’t seem to realise that people don’t necessarily want to be embraced by a large animal.
Me: I know he doesn’t.
Nell: You do realise that he went upstairs and stole Shel’s glasses.
Me: Oh dear.
Nell: And climbed into his bed.
Me: That’s a bit much.
Nell: I’m afraid this is going to be discussed at Morning Thoughts.
Me: Don’t be too hard on him, Nell. He means well.
Nell: David is going to have to learn Restraint and Moderation.
Me: Good luck with that.
Nell: Are we driving to the Cottage Hotel for lunch today?
Me: Yes, we are.
Nell: Good. I’m looking forward to a nice prawn sandwich by the sea.
Me: I’m looking forward to meeting Rupert’s rival.
Nell: I beg your pardon?
Me: John Keats the handsome Harrier Hound.
Nell: John Keats is merely a friend.
Me: Unlike Rupert?
Nell: Rupert is more than a friend.
Me: I knew it.
Nell: He’s family.
Me: Yes, he is to us. Like Shel. But Rupert might be more than that to you.
Nell: Nothing means more than family.
Me: You know what I’m saying,
Nell: Did David just walk past us carrying Shel’s glasses?
Me: I’m afraid he did. Sorry.
