Tuesday afternoon . Monsieur Bongo, the drain man, shows up with a large truck, an excavator and his two sons. He was supposed to come in the morning but arrives after lunch. For ease of identification ' the font ' refers to the two sons as the little Bongo's . The little Bongo's dig a trench, remove two trees, three shrubs, an ancient septic tank and, unintentionally, a couple of metres of garden wall. Monsieur Bongo supervises. They all swear away like troopers. On the dot of five the Bongo clan depart. '' We'll see you tomorrow M'Ongoose. Shouldn't take long now ". Bob and Sophie sit on the terrace watching , noses twitching, while this excavatory chaos is unleashed below them.
Time to be weighed. Bob now 8.8 kilos. Sophie 7.5. They seem to grow in front of our eyes. The word 'no ' ( or more correctly NO !!! ) a difficult concept for them to grasp . However , the electrifying words breakfast, treats, food and dinner recognized in both English and Swedish.
Champagne time. The mayor, the French teacher and the lawn mower repair man all come to see the new puppies . For their adoring audience Bob and Sophie each put on their best '' butter wouldn't melt in my mouth '' routine. ' What little angels' says the French teacher. The little angels revert to their destructive form as soon a the visitors have gone.
