Me: The light was beautiful on our walk, wasn’t it?
Nell: Sunshine is always a blessing.
Me: I expect the grass was a little cold under paw.
Nell: It was, especially in the shadier parts.
Me: It’s a bit like a metaphor for life when you think about it.
Nell: Here we go.
Me: Even though it’s cold in the shade you know you will soon be out in the sunshine again.
Nell: And I’m guessing the sunshine is Chris arriving from Toronto tomorrow?
Me: Yes. I can hardly wait. Do you think Lionel would bake him a cake? The scones he made were delicious.
Nell: I’m sure he would. He made some cup cakes for Roary to take to school today.
Me: He really seems to be a changed lion.
Nell: I have to agree.
Me: And it’s all down to Knitwear Wolf giving him a second chance.
Nell: It was more like a fifth chance but fortunately Rupert listens to me.
Me: Have the Beefies been making a nuisance of themselves?
Nell: The odd mackerel has been thrown at The Cat but it’s partial to mackerel so nothing went to waste.
Me: I still think The Cat should apologise for being so rude to Stephen Seagull.
Nell: That’s never going to happen.
Me: Where is Lionel staying, by the way? He can’t be commuting from the island. It’s an awfully long way away.
Nell: The Cat has offered him a room in the Big House.
Me: I suppose a lion is a big cat.
Nell: What on earth has that got to do with it?
Me: Cats stick together. It wouldn’t have offered a room to Stephen Seagull.
Nell: Nobody would offer a room to Stephen Seagull. Honestly, I worry about you sometimes. I really do.
Me: Sorry.
