I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Lady Human came home yesterday evening, smelling strange, like a strange dog. I demand to know why.
Me: Yesterday, the weather was beautiful. A perfect, clear day. I met one of my daughters at the park.
Stella: A dog park? I knew it!
Me: No, not a dog park. A park with a good sized lake in the middle and lots of beautiful birds.
Stella: But you didn’t come home smelling like a bird. You came home smelling like…oh, I’ll just go ahead and say it. You came home smelling like DOG PEE!
Me: Yes, well, there was a reason for that. You see there were these people who were walking a little dog on a leash and…
Stella: What kind of dog?
Me: A pug mix.
Stella: There is no such thing.
Me: Yes, there is. Anyway, they stopped to visit with us and I guess I stood still for too long and he caught the bulldog scent on my pants and he hiked his leg and…
Stella: He marked you? How incredibly rude!
Me: Yeah, his humans were greatly embarassed…
Stella: So just how many humans belonging to other dogs has this little outlaw peed on? Did he mark other humans as his territory?
Me: No, only me. The human who smelled like a bunch of bulldogs.
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Bulldoggy 
I could only imagine what the pack did from that smell. I come home from somewhere where there was another dog and it’s like they follow me all over smelling every part of my clothes.
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I am so seldom around random dogs. It had to be a big surprise. The poor little guy’s humans were ao embarassed. My daughter and I just kept laughing and I told them over and over that it was no problem. My daughter told them that I have “a bunch of bulldogs”. Their dog simply wanted to join in.
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My daughter and I would be laughing too.
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