Janey: Remember all those conversations at night when I had my head on your shoulder and you were stroking my head?
Me: We had so many conversations. Which one?
Janey: When I said that after I’m gone you should get another doggy like me to look after you.
Me: Oh yes I remember.
Janey: Well I said you’d have nothing to photograph on your walks without me and that when you were desperately needing me you’d photograph anything like the pigeons, food, paper-clips and a pencil.
Me: That’s right.
Janey: Well you’ve started. You’ve photographed a pencil now. You need another me. Maybe not as old as I was, but a bit older.
Me: But I don’t know when the time is right. I’ve always had signs with the others and with you.
Janey: I understand. You’re waiting for my sign. Don’t worry I’ll send you one and soon. Night night.
Me: Night or should I say for old times…”sigh”.
Janey: Sausages?
Me: 😥
