Me: Look at the puppies when they were really puppies. How adorable were they?
Nell: Poppy was bigger than them.
Me: Not for long.
Nell: No, as Tony said ‘Dave was big when he was small.’
Me: Yes, but it’s lovely to see they’re still snuggling.
Nell: They’ve never known it any other way.
Me: I can’t believe they’re seven today. Where did the time go?
Nell: You know David thinks being seven means having seven of everything?
Me: Are we talking boiled eggs here?
Nell: Yes, and sausages and scones.
Me: That won’t do.
Nell: You’ll have to talk to the Hoffmanns. Things are completely out of paw.
Me: Why?
Nell: Let’s just say David and Harriet started the day with seven bacon sandwiches.
Me: Whole ones?
Nell: No, halved and shared, but still.
Me: I thought you said there were eggs?
Nell: The eggs are for the picnic which includes seven quiches and a selection of filled rolls.
Me: Gosh.
Nell: Not to mention a cream tea this afternoon and a barbecue this evening.
Me: Oh my goodness.
Nell: And who ordered the bouncy castle?
Me: It wasn’t me and I don’t think it’s actually advisable with all that food.
Nell: Well, it’s here, and so is the Whippets Institute Big Band.
Me: Aren’t they a little early?
Nell: As David says ‘It don’t mean a thing if you ain’t got that swing’.
Me: Did he really say that?
Nell: Do pugs fly? Where’s your hat?
Me: I didn’t know I needed one.
Nell: Hats are obligatory for the cake cutting ceremony.
Me: Are they having their birthday cake already?
Nell: It was the only time we could fit it in. Chop chop. The Welsh Corgi Choir have started singing ‘Happy Birthday’ in the field.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
