I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. I have four feet. As does Lady Human.
Me: Correction. I have two hands and two feet.
Stella: Same difference.
Me: Not really. I don’t walk on my hands and toes are not fingers.
Stella: You are doing the same things with those hands of yours that I do with my feet.
Stella: Putting them in your mouth. Take your feet…
Stella: …out of your mouth.
Me: To humans, putting your foot in your mouth has a totally different meaning. It means that you have stumbled over your own words.
Stella: Typical. Humans making words mean what they don’t mean. I saw you! You put those long things…
Stella: …in your mouth and you chewed on them.
Me: Cuticles. I admit it. I chew on my cuticles.
Stella: Are cuticles the same as feet?
Me: No, they are the skin around the nails. They get dry. And they stick out. And they get snagged on stuff. And there my teeth are, close by. It’s so easy to just bite them off.
Stella: Now you are talking bulldog. But still, take your feet out of your mouth. It doesn’t look as good on humans as it does on us.
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