Nell: Where is everyone? They ate their breakfast and left.
Me: Nigel and the Puppies are asleep in Kev’s studio.
Nell: Is Nigel on the bunk bed?
Me: Yes. He looks really comfortable.
Nell: Harriet likes to sleep up there.
Me: She doesn’t mind sharing, Nell. Nigel is her senior.
Nell: The only Senior Labrador around here is me.
Me: Nigel is 10 and he’s a rescue dog so he had a difficult start to life.
Nell: I’d forgotten that.
Me: I thought you might have.
Nell: I probably need to be kinder.
Me: I think you do.
Nell: Maybe I’ll sit next to him at lunch?
Me: He’s going to wonder why.
Nell: We could share a Yorkshire pudding or a roast potato?
Me: You don’t do sharing, Nell.
Nell: I don’t like people touching my food. Maybe we could sing a duet at Sunday Songs?
Me: Are you quite sure about that?
Nell: Maybe ‘That’s Amore’? Sunday Songs is Italian themed today. The Welsh Corgi Choir are dressed as gondoliers and they’re serving pizza at half time.
Me: Half time?
Nell: Yes.
Me: Sunday Songs doesn’t have a half time.
Nell: It does now. Someone kindly left a number of pizzas at the Village Hall.
Me: But you won’t manage your Sunday Roast.
Nell: Don’t be silly. We’re Labradors. We’ve never not managed anything.
Me: It seems a bit greedy. Were the pizzas in boxes or Tupperware containers?
Nell: What’s that got to do with anything?
Me: I just wondered.
Nell: Someone is kind enough to make us pizza and all you can do is wonder why they put them in Tupperware containers.
Me: I bet they have a thin crust and there’s no pineapple on any of them.
Nell: What are you talking about?
Me: Nothing. Sorry.
