Me: I’ve never seen anything like you dogs when we have a food delivery. You go absolutely crazy.
Nell: It’s one of the most important parts of the week for us.
Me: The barking that goes on is absolutely dreadful.
Nell: They need to know where to deliver our food.
Me: They know exactly where to go. All that barking is not necessary at all.
Nell: It’s Helpful Barking. We’re just making sure.
Me: Dave is the loudest of you all.
Nell: He would be. Food features prominently on David’s list of priorities.
Me: Nigel looks a little bit concerned.
Nell: I don’t think he’s quite used to the way we do things here.
Me: Do you mean he can’t cope with all the noise?
Nell: Perhaps. Nigel lives in a one dog household now. It’s quiet.
Me: You’re right.
Nell: Anyway, are you and Kev ready to visit the Little Cottage in the Middle of Nowhere?
Me: Yes. We’ll be leaving very soon.
Nell: Say hello from me and the others and tell it we will hopefully be meeting it soon.
Me: Fingers crossed the storm hasn’t done any further damage to its roof. There are a few tiles missing already.
Nell: I’m crossing all four paws.
Me: Thank you.
Nell: We need to know we can move in there soon.
Me: We certainly do. If all goes well we will exchange before Christmas and move in early January.
Nell: We could be in there for your birthday.
Me: Yes, we could.
Nell: Now, make sure you dress up warmly. The weather is still a little stormy.
Me: Should I wear my lovely all-encasing hat?
Nell: No. One of Knitwear Wolf’s knitted beanies is more than sufficient. You’re visiting the Little Cottage, not spying on it.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
