Shelter from the rain.

We're out on our walk and it's started to rain, so we seek shelter at Cafe Piccante in North Fitzroy.
Long black and a choc cookie please.

"Nasty weather, Dad."

Yes, rather. Here, have some biscuit.

"More biscuit please Dad."

OK.

Si

Pussy cat.

"Grrrrrrr. Woowoowoo".
Mr Darcy! Leave that poor cat alone.

"But Dad......"

I am not taking you to the vet to bandage up your shredded nose!  Again!

"Grrrrrr. Woof."

Si

That time of day again.

"Wake up, Dad !"
Groan. Yes Winnie.

"Wake up Dad!"
Groan. Yes Mr Darcy.

"It's time for a walk. We need a poop."

Si

Hurry up Dad.

"Wake up Dad. It's time to go out for a walk."
Groan, OK Winnie.

You know it's raining out there, don't you?
"But I need to go out Dad, if you know what I mean."
OK.

Si