We want a dog.
We talk about the qualities we’re looking for.
You say you’d rather like a rough-haired breed.
I’m drawn to hounds with worried eyes.
The other day, you mentioned something called
The search is at an early stage; I’d guess
the post will not be filled this year or next.
Meanwhile, our youngest slams the door.
She has her keys, she won’t be back till late.
She may stay with a friend.