Me: You’re not going to believe this.
Nell: That’s my line.
Me: Not today. Poppy’s outside being stroked by Tony.
Nell: What?
Me: And there’s more.
Nell: Tell me.
Me: She’s really loving it.
Nell: That is strange.
Me: Maybe she’s getting soft in her old age.
Nell: Less of the old age, please. Poppy isn’t 10 until 14th June.
Me: Talking of birthdays, we have an awful lot this month. Poppy on 14th, my sister Charlotte on 17th and Dave and Harriet on 19th.
Nell: Don’t forget your niece Abi on 19th too. This is going to be a very difficult birthday for her losing her mother so recently.
Me: Yes. Alex loved birthdays and she spent days finding the right presents for everyone.
Nell: I know.
Me: Can you believe the puppies will be 6?
Nell: David has certainly matured recently with his new role as Mayor.
Me: Anyway, back to Poppy. She’s been behaving rather oddly recently. All that digging and now being nice to Tony.
Nell: I don’t see how anyone wouldn’t be nice to Tony but I hear what you’re saying.
Me: Is it the loss of her fur?
Nell: I beg your pardon?
Me: Do you think Poppy’s like Samson?
Nell: Samson O’Reilly is an Irish wolfhound. Poppy is nothing like him at all.
Me: I’m talking about the Samson who had his strength in his hair. When Delilah cut it he was powerless.
Nell: We haven’t seen Delilah Jones since she moved back to Wales
Me: I don’t think her surname was Jones.
Nell: She was in the Welsh Corgi Choir and she was a hairdresser but I didn’t know Samson O’Reilly was a client of hers.
Me: Never mind.
Nell: This is a little far fetched even for you.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
