I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Me: Why are you staring at me?
Stella: Who said I was staring at you, Lady Human?
Me: No one had to say it. I am sitting right here watching you stare at me with your big old bulldog eyes.
Stella: Why am I staring at you?
Me: That’s what I would like to know.
Stella: You are staring at me. Why are you staring at me?
Me: Because you are staring at me.
Stella: I know what this is. It’s that silly human game. A staring contest. I win.
Me: If we are having a staring contest, you can’t just declare yourself the winner. You have to win.
Stella: That’s what I said. I win.
Me: Well, if that’s all it takes, I win.
Stella: Too late. I already won.
Me: That’s not the way it works.
Stella: How does it work?
Me: One of us has to blink or look away.
Stella: And then I win?
Me: Only if you are the one who blinks or looks away.
Stella: Surely you know I will not look away.
Me: I’m beginning to think that.
Stella: What is this blink thing?
Me: It’s when you close your eyes briefly like this. Oh, no.
Stella: I win. Never go eyeball to eyeball with a bulldog.
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