"You and me go a long way back, don't we?"
"Yeah. And I still remember the day you came to live in this street. And the first time I came to say hello, you went bombastic. I still have the signs."
"Hmmm...You know - alone, young lady, new in the city and you were so intimidating then. But I did like you from the very first sight."
"You know Kitty, I think, we should have married then, you know?"
"Hey! Now you have gone senile, haven't you? But could have been nice though. Would have been the first of it's kind. Probably my kids with your kids?"
"That again could have been great, but I lived alone, will die alone."
"You have had a long adventurous life, you sly dog, there must be some kids somewhere, naughty naughty!"
"O come on, you! You know I tell you everything."
"But then - hey you know there's one which looks exactly like you? The one which always comes to this street with the fishmonger? The one with dark patch on left eye, that one Labrador mongrel. That always made me wonder, you know?"
"Well it's a truth that I had an affair with it's mom, but I did not knock her up. And you can't tie up every single litter with a Labrador descent and black patch on the eye to me, okay?"
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