I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges, and a collector of stuffed animals just like Lady Human. Today, Lady Human presented Miss Sweetie with a replacement for her late stuffed chicken toy, may it rest in peace.
Me: I would have had it to her yesterday, but I messed it up and had to turn it inside out and restuff it.
Stella: Why did you mess it up?
Me: I didn’t try to. I was watching a TV show…
Stella: Wait. Were you watching a nighttime movie without us?
Me: Not then. That came later.
Stella: I knew it. So you messed up Miss Sweetie new stuffie because you were paying attention to the silly Picture Box. I told you that the Picture Box was a menace.
Me: You look at it all the time. Sometimes you seem to like it.
Stella: What do I know? I am a dog.
Me: Well, here goes. Hey, Sweetie!
Stella: She loves it. Look at her go.
Me: The main thing is that she not be able to eat it.
Miss Sweetie: Is this my chickee? It doesn’t look like my chickee. It doesn’t smell like my chickee.
Me: No, this is a new toy. Do you like it?
Miss Sweetie: Gumm…yumm…nyawgh. It is not my chickee, but it is soft. I think it likes me.
Me: We will watch to make sure the seams don’t come undone. The stuffing is the same material as the shell. No more fiber stuffing for Sweetie.
Stella: Oh, look. Sweetie just found more stuffing in the couch.
Me: Sweetie! No! Where is your new stuffie? Don’t you like it?
Miss Sweetie: I like him fine. He is taking a nap while I chew on the couch.
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