I am back for another conversation with Stella, the Olde English Bulldogge….
Stella: Ahem…Queen Stella.
Stella: That’s what you say when you want to interrupt politely.
Me: I don’t believe that I have ever said “ahem” in my life.
Stella: Exactly. I was trying to be polite. Most humans just blurt stuff out.
Me: I’ve heard plenty of bulldogs just “blurt” stuff out. Back to the point, what is your question this time?
Stella: Where did the treats go?
Me: What treats?
Me: There aren’t any treats.
Stella: I agree.
Me: I get it. There haven’t been as many over the past few days and you noticed.
Stella: Thank you! Now we are in the same crate!
Me: I believe the human expression you want to use is “now we are on the same page”.
Stella: What’s a “page”?
Me: Never mind. You observed correctly. There have been treats, but fewer of them.
Me: They were all gone at the store.
Stella: Have you called the police?
Me: No, they weren’t stolen. The store just ran out of our brand. They’re waiting for more to come.
Stella: How could such a thing happen?
Me: Easily. More people are buying them…
Stella: Why are people eating our treats? They get their own human treats, the ones that they are always hiding from us. Leave our treats alone!
Me: The humans aren’t buying your treats for themselves. They are getting them for their own dogs.
Stella: What! Other dogs are eating our treats? How could you let them do that? Stop them!
Me: Hey, didn’t I share one of my apple chicken sausages with you all this week? One that I cooked for myself?
Me: And wasn’t it good?
Stella: Yesss… Will we ever see them again?
Stella: When? When? When?
Me: When we all develop a little more patience?
Stella: Is that something else the store is out of?
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