Me: I’ve been doing some thinking.
Nell: Here we go.
Me: It’s interesting how different we are.
Nell: Yes. I’m a Labrador and you’re a writer.
Me: I mean in our ways. When we were in the activity field Jonathan had no time for quiet. He was off running and playing all the time.
Nell: Or trying to train the puppies.
Me: Dave and Harriet are six. The same age as Jonathan.
Nell: Sometimes they’re simply puppies.
Me: Anyway, Faye ran around too but then she needed some quiet time with Grandpa.
Nell: I’m on her side.
Me: Just sitting on the tree trunks watching everyone.
Nell: I didn’t feel the need to climb onto a tree trunk but a short rest in the grass was welcome.
Me: And one evening Kev was outside gazing at the stars when he looked down and saw Faye had found her little garden chair and put it next to him.
Me: He said they just sat there together. Quietly watching the stars. No need for words.
Me: And I thought to myself that’s all we need really, isn’t it? Being together is enough.
Nell: It is. Although words are useful at times.
Me: Yes, and I’m grateful they are.
Nell: I’m going to have to have words with Tiffany Jones.
Me: The dancing chihuahua?
Nell: I found a whole troupe of chihuahuas eating pancakes in the kitchen this morning.
Nell: I blame you, of course.
Nell: If you hadn’t mentioned breakfast at Tiffany’s this never would have happened.
Me: It’s a film.
Nell: I know. As I said to Lucy and Snoopy on our zoom call, this is not a musical it’s an action movie. We have no need for dancing chihuahuas.
Me: Yes. Sorry.