Me: What do you think the puppies are saying to each other?
Nell: They’re probably discussing bacon.
Me: Or the weather?
Nell: No. I think bacon is more likely.
Me: I keep wondering why Harriet stole that food?
Nell: It’s probably Comfort Eating, We all do it now and again.
Me: Dave does it a lot.
Nell: David is in a league of his own.
Me: Is Harriet worried about anything?
Nell: Leaving Jim the Farm Dog when we move house is certainly right up there.
Me: Oh my goodness. Of course. I hadn’t thought about that.
Nell: She didn’t want to bother you.
Me: What can we do?
Nell: Nothing. They won’t be able to see each other as often but they will find a way.
Me: I hope so.
Nell: Love always finds a way if it’s meant to be.
Me: That’s a lovely photo of Jim.
Nell: Harriet likes it.
Me: Maybe the puppies are watching the field for Jim?
Nell: Harriet might be, but I think David is just Being There.
Me: He’s very good at that.
Nell: Yes, he is.
Me: So, are you.
Nell: Sometimes that’s all that’s needed.
Me: Yes.
Nell: How are you feeling?
Me: Very achy and a bit shivery.
Nell: It will pass. Frau Hoffmann is making her nourishing chicken soup for lunch with fresh crusty rolls and farmhouse butter.
Me: Sounds good.
Nell: It’s bound to make you feel better.
Me: I really hope so. We have an awful lot to do.
Nell: One step at a time. Get well first.
Me: You’re right. I think I have a touch of the Monday Blues.
Nell: Well, brush them away. It’ll be Tuesday before you know it and you will start to feel much better.
Me: Yes, I will. Sorry.
