Boxing Day.

"Wake up Dad. It's Boxing Day, and I know there are leftovers in the fridge. How about a snack ?"
*Yawn* OK Mr Darcy. Give me a minute and we'll go see what's in the fridge.

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Lazy bones

*Thump*
"Wake up, Dad ! You've been sleeping in for hours."
Groan, good morning Mr D. Go easy, I've been on late shifts.

"Time for a walk, Dad. I need a poop."
Sigh, OK, and I need a coffee. Let's go then.

Now that looks a bit better.

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Half way up the stairs.

I always know when Darcy is tired. I'll find him half way up the stairs, waiting to be told to go to bed.

Good night Mr D. You go up. I'm watching a film.
"Yes Dad. I'm sleepy now. I'll tuck myself in. Kiss me on the nose later, otherwise I'll have bad dreams."
Sure thing.

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Need a walk rather urgently please

"Dadddddd ..."

Yes Mr Darcy, what can I do for you ?
"Dad, I need a walk now please."

Oh, oh do you really ?
"Rather urgently please Dad."
OK, we we had better go then. Maybe to the coffee shop would be good.
"And quickly !"

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New bed for Mr Darcy

Daisy, get out. That's Mr Darcy's new bed.
"It's lovely and new and fluffy, Dad."

Yes, but it's for Mr Darcy. You have two beds already.
"Yes Dad, and that fat lump sleeps in my beds too, you know."

Yes well, you two can sort it out then. Just don't tear it up too soon, OK ?!
"As if ..."

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What do you two want for snacks ?

You two wait there. I'm just going in to buy some coffee.
"Snacks Dad ! We need snacks."

Really ? Snacks ?
"Oh yes, Dad."

Anything in particular ?
"Bones please."
Maybe. Anything else ?

"Sausages ? Would that be too much to ask ?"
Maybe, maybe not. I'll have a look

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New carpet on the stairs.

What do you think kiddies ? We're putting new carpet on the stairs.
"It looks good, Dad."

Yes, and it will stop your claws from scratching my stairs too !
"Thhhhpt, if you say so Dad. Good luck with that."

"It's very nice Dad. I like it."
Yes ? Good.

"Yes Dad. It makes it easier for little legs to climb the stairs."
Poor Daisy-Mae.

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