Chapter 13I'm having breakfast with Patricia and she's very envious that I've got the day off today. I've arranged for Claude to pick me up in his car, then we'll drive to the coast for our lunch as it's a beautiful day. He has agreed that Ollee can come with us and Patricia has a bag of things for me to take for him.
“Honestly, Patricia,” I say. “That dog has more stuff than most children.”
“But he needs all these things,” she protests. “There are his bowls, one for water and one for his food, his food, of course, and a bottle of water in case you can't find any, his towel, in case he wants to go for a swim, and two of his toys. Oh, and his chew stick, in case he wants to gnaw on something while he's resting in the sunshine.”
“This is meant to be a day out for me and Claude, not me and
