Cutting Scenes - The Fine Line

“Eventually, he couldn’t handle looking like the village
idiot, so he stopped telling people about his talking dog. Now
it’s our secret, and that’s the way I like it.”
“Just talking about being an idiot reminds me of the day
when Toby started confiding in me about his new girlfriend,
Mary-Anne.”
“Yep, you guessed it. Rachel dumped him when he put the
hard word on her a few weeks back. I was curled up asleep in my
cosy bed at the time, but Toby told me later. I said she was
stuck-up.”
“Anyway, back to Mary-Anne. Toby and I’ve had endless
discussions about her. I know her well. Toby often buys her
flowers and chocolates, takes her to dinner and maybe a show,
but at the moment, she’s playing hard to get. All he receives in
return is a good night kiss. And he’s deliriously happy with
that!!!
“I can’t understand that. In my world, if a female wants
me, we just do it. No preliminaries – we may not even know each
other’s name. Much better, don’t you think?”
“Then there’s this thing called WORK!”
“Toby goes off to work every day, and leaves me alone in
the back yard. When he first started leaving me behind, I
thought I’d been punished for doing something wrong. So I was
extra nice to him when he returned that night and continued my
affectionate behaviour throughout the next morning, but it made
no difference – he still left me at home. Now I’ve gotten used
to it, and it doesn’t bother me anymore. In a strange way, I now
enjoy my own company. At least, I can get a lot more sleeping
done without him around.”
“One day we were talking and Toby said he works to earn
something called money, which pays for our food (two steaks per
mealtime is fairly expensive), and, of course, there are my vet
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