Me: Yesterday evening Harriet and I shared a magical moment.
Nell: Tell me about it.
Me: I went up to bed early because I was tired.
Nell: Yes.
Me: And Harriet came with me and we watched a beautiful sunset together.
Nell: That was more than a moment.
Me: Moment sounds more magical than minutes.
Nell: It certainly looks magical in the photos.
Me: It was. The clouds had a lovely pink hue from the light of the sun behind them and the sky was a perfect blue.
Nell: I’m very glad you were able to enjoy it together.
Me: Yes. Moments like that are precious.
Nell: Moving on, today is Monday. It’s the start of a new week and there are things that need doing.
Me: Well, I’m going to the doctor’s for blood tests and a possible shingles vaccination, although they might not give it to me as I am still unwell.
Nell: I don’t think they should.
Me: Let’s see what they say. And you’re going to the vet’s for your monthly Librela injection to help your arthritis.
Nell: Yes, but apart from all that, we have to try and solve the Beefy situation.
Me: I don’t know how. Did you see them all gathering in the garden yesterday?
Nell: I’m afraid that was Lionel’s fault. It turns out leftover Gooey Mess is their favourite food.
Me: At least all the shells and fish bones got eaten.
Nell: No, they spat them out.
Me: Now, that is rude.
Nell: And they kept asking Herr Hoffmann for more bread.
Me: Insufferable wretches.
Nell: I wish Lionel had chosen something else to cook. It seems Beefies cannot resist fish soup.
Me: It’s almost as if he did it on purpose.
Nell: What’s that supposed to mean?
Me: Nothing. Sorry.
