Slimed! – Conversations with Stella and the Pack

I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. I am a neat freak. That is what Lady Human calls it when someone keeps their space and their face clean and orderly. Yay me!

Me:        Yay you! So much less to clean up. Snoopey, Tiger, and Wiggles are pretty neat, too.

Stella:    Except Wiggles eats thrown away stuff. Garbage is nasty.

Me:        Speaking of nasty, the bulldog drool fest has increased of late. I guess it’s the heat. You even drooled a little.

Stella:    No, I didn’t.

Me:        Yes, you did.

Stella:    I am Neat Freak Stella. I do not drool.

Me:        Then what was that long string of goo dripping from your mouth?

Stella:    Goo? I didn’t see any goo.

Snoopey:  I did.

Me:        Ewww! Doodlebug!

Tiger:   Those were some monster length drool strings, boy. Good job!

Me:        And now they are on my pants.

Miss Sweetie:    You can have my drool, too, Lady Human. Here.

Me:        Aaggghhh! Sweetie, stop shaking your head! The slime is going everywhere.

Miss Sweetie:   I like to share.

Wiggles:   I don’t have any drool so here…

Me:        Wiggles, please!

Wiggles:   A big wet kiss, right on your knee.

Me:        Now I am going to have to change.

Stella:    Change into what?

Me:        Change clothes.

Stella:    How come? Wiggles put a lot of effort into that kiss. And Doodlebug and Miss Sweetie have slung all their slime.

Me:        I thought you didn’t like a mess.

Stella:    I don’t, but it looks good on you.



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