I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Doodlebug: And I am Doodlebug, the Prince. Woooo rawww. Woooo rawww. Sing. Sing. Sing. It is suppertime. Sing on!
Me: Just a few minutes. I’ve got to get it ready.
Doodlebug: Eatin’ time! Eatin’ time! Sing, sing, sing for your supper!
Stella: Lady Human! Do I have to sing for my supper? How undignified!
Me: No, I think Doodle just wants to keep me on track. His song sounds kind of plaintive.
Stella: Plaintive? Does that mean hungry?
Me: Sometimes. Supper’s on the way, everybody.
Doodlebug: Woo hoo! Supper can’t be too early, but it can be late! Woo hoot!
Stella: Stop that singing! It doesn’t even rhyme. And about that Prince thing…I’m the only one around here who gets to say who’s what. So don’t expect any crown anytime soon. I don’t even have one yet.
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