Me: What’s going on? The Puppies seem really on edge after their morning walk.
Nell: You’re not going to believe this.
Me: I might.
Nell: Kev says he wouldn’t have believed it if he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes.
Me: Tell me.
Nell: Thinking about it, I suppose we shouldn’t be surprised.
Me: About what?
Nell: She wouldn’t be one of Sally’s top agents if she didn’t know how to fight.
Me: Fight?
Nell: She’s a fierce protector.
Me: Are we talking about Harriet?
Nell: We most certainly are.
Me: Harriet doesn’t fight. She’s a gentle soul.
Nell: That’s what she wants you to think.
Me: Did Harriet pick a fight? Has she turned into a bully?
Nell: Of course not. Calm down. She was defending David.
Me: Dave’s not a fighter either. He’s a gentle giant. Darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy.
Nell: If you would stop talking I could tell you what happened.
Me: Please do.
Nell: Kev said they were on their way home from the long walk through the fields when a huge curly haired poodle came running towards David.
Me: That’s nice. Did it want to welcome him to the area?
Nell: No, it did not. It went for him in a most unpleasant way. It was out for blood.
Me: That’s awful. What did Dave do?
Nell: David fought back and it was all becoming most unpleasant until Harriet jumped on the poodle’s back and dragged it off him.
Me: She jumped on the back of a huge poodle?
Nell: Yes, and then a man arrived, apologised and they left.
Me: So that’s why Dave’s standing in the hallway in a defiant manner with Harriet in front of him?
Nell: Yes.
Me: Harriet is his fierce protector.
Nell: Told you.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
