Oh what a beautiful morning!

The sun was shining, the water was babbling, the birds were twittering and I was singing. I spread open my arms, twirled around Julie Andrews-style and sang, 'On a wonderful day like today ...'

George was sitting in the river. I caught him looking up at me. I could tell what he was thinking. It's a sad day when even your dog despairs of you.

A bit further on we passed a duck. As he flew off I said, 'Look, George! You missed a quackie!'
'A quackie?'
'Yes.'
'I assume you mean a duck?'

I don't know when he got to be so superior.