Tea Cup Dog

Mum and I were in the newsagents where a cute Jack Russell jumped up at us, tail wagging happily. We paid for our paper and left the shop.

Me: Mum, that was a friendly wee dog, wasn’t it?

Mum: You want a cup of tea?

Me: No, I’m talking about the dog.

Mum: Oh, I thought you wanted a cup of tea. Look! A white van! And there’s a white car. Hahaha.

Me: …


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4 responses to “Tea Cup Dog”

  1. Angela Barton Avatar

    I love your little conversation with your mum! You are a wonderful daughter. xx

    1. nettiewriter Avatar

      Thank you, Ange, but I’m really not. You have no idea how often I lose patience with her 🙁

  2. Glynis Smy Avatar

    Thanks for the smile Mum and Nettie! x

  3. Kim Milward Avatar
    Kim Milward

    My nan employed similar logic one Sunday when Mum asked her where the roast was. “In the cupboard” was her reply. After a fruitless (or should that be meatless) hunt, Mum asked which cupboard. Nan simply pointed at Billy our lab. Ultimate cupboard love…

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