The Garden Centre

Me: I thought we could discuss yesterday’s visit to the Garden Centre.

Nell: I don’t think that is necessary.

Me: You were not well behaved at all.

Nell: I wouldn’t say that.

Me: Kev had to have words with you and that never happens.

Nell: I should have been allowed to accompany him inside to order lunch.

Me: He was only gone for a few minutes and you weren’t alone. I was there.

Nell: My place is by his side not outside in the freezing cold.

Me: It wasn’t freezing. What about me? I was outside too.

Nell: You had a blanket and a cushion.

Me: And why did you bark at that innocent dog?

Nell: It showed far too much interest in your blanket. I was protecting you.

Me: And what about later after our walk along the river?

Nell: I do enjoy the river walk. The grass is soft and the leaves on the trees are such a lovely colour.

Me: Yes, I like it too. Stop changing the subject.

Nell: You were the one who mentioned it in the first place.

Me: I was talking about your naughty behaviour.

Nell: I wouldn’t call it naughty.

Me: One minute you were off lead and walking nicely beside us.

Nell: And?

Me: And the next you had completely disappeared. We were so worried.

Nell: Nonsense. I just needed to pop back into the Garden Centre.

Me: It was only when the ladies at the till heard us calling you that we realised where you were.

Nell: They like to give me a treat and one of them is a huge fan of our conversations.

Me: I know. She might be willing to sell my book.

Nell: Well then. You should be thanking me.

Me: I suppose I should. Sorry.

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