There is a Part Three.
Playmobil is on the dining table.
We dined. We got a beer. Mr Raven was telling me about the house broom he bought today. Good quality, he said. Made in Germany, he said. Then he told me the price…
I hit the table in shock and horror. A ribbon fell off my diomara. Even though I will disassemble it tomorrow, I felt the need to put that ribbon back in place. And when I withdrew my hand from doing so, I knocked over my beer.
It went all over Mr Raven’s legs, my 16 week old puppy, and the floor.
Mr Raven has changed his trousers.
The puppy has been dried.
But, meanwhile, he licked the floor.
I now have a slightly-drunken puppy.