Nell: Dear Marvin is looking well.
Me: He is, isn’t he? His face is just what we need to see on a dreary Monday morning. Our darling Rescue Dog.
Nell: He’s obviously enjoying life in Toronto.
Me: Yes, he seems to have settled into the new house.
Nell: I knew he would. He has his own garden.
Me: He’ll be happy wherever he is as long as Chris and Shannon are there.
Nell: True, but a garden is a bonus.
Me: Do you have a garden?
Nell: Of course, and a gardener.
Me: A gardener?
Nell: Haven’t you heard of Gardening Guardians?
Me: Gardening Guardians?
Nell: We have two. Michael and Rebecca.
Me: Michael and Rebecca?
Nell: Michael is responsible for smaller tasks and Rebecca is in charge of cutting the grass, or rather eating it.
Me: Eating it? Is Rebecca a cow?
Nell: Excuse me? Do you seriously think I would have a cow grazing in my beautiful country garden?
Me: I didn’t know you had one.
Nell: Rebecca is a sheep. She’s a big fan of Lady Baba’s music, actually, and was extremely impressed when I told her I knew her well.
Me: Is Michael a sheep, too?
Nell: No. Michael is a hedgehog. He’s a little slow and rather prickly at times but he’s steady and he does the job.
Me: Well, I’ve heard it all now.
Nell: I very much doubt it. How are you today? You sound a little better.
Me: I’m definitely on the mend, although I’m sick of sloppy food and lukewarm tea.
Nell: It’s not for much longer.
Me: Talking of tea, thank you so much to everyone for the cups of Earl Grey. I really appreciate it.
Nell: People are very kind if you allow them to be.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
