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: …
@nettiewriting 
I love your little conversation with your mum! You are a wonderful daughter. xx
Thank you, Ange, but I’m really not. You have no idea how often I lose patience with her 😦
Thanks for the smile Mum and Nettie! x
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…