I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges and…
Me: Wiggles. Wiggles? Wiggles!
Stella: Why am I being interrupted?
Me: Wiggles! Come out of there!
Stella: Aaaaggghhh! What now?
Wiggles: Nothing.
Me: Wiggles, I know what you are doing.
Wiggles: Okay.
Me: Don’t you dare try to get that trash bag.
Wiggles: Hmmm. Okay.
Me: All right then. Here I come.
Wiggles: Coming! Slowly.
Me: What have you gotten into?
Wiggles: Don’t bother looking. There was nothing interesting in there.
Me: Oh, Wiggles, how did you…those are all empty trash bags.
Wiggles: You’re telling me?
Stella: What Lady Human means, Wiggles, is that you aren’t supposed to go trash diving even in empty trash bags.
Me: Thank you, Stella.
Stella: AND when she calls you, you should come then. No foot-dragging.
Wiggles: I don’t foot-drag. I walk carefully and at a slow pace so as not to miss any good trash.
Copyright 2018 H.J. Hill All Rights Reserved.
Bulldoggy 