An Afternoon Client

 

Instead of my client’s face, I was gazing at a very large white Alsatian on the computer monitor.

The dog pricked up his ears when I said hello 

And I head a faraway shriek somewhere else in the house.

The dog jumped down, presumably following the yell

“ leave it alone ! Leave it alone” I heard my client cry

And there was much shuffling and banging followed by a sharp bark.

More banging

“hello HELLO! I shouted this time

“John! John! Give me a minute! “ came the muffled reply

More bangs and more bashing

It all felt somewhat surreal 

I took a sip of coffee

And a minute or so later my client sat down, gasping, her hair in disarray 

“ Ziggy brought in an injured starling” she explained “ and I had to capture it in a spare pair of knickers”

Hey ho