I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Wiggles: And I am Wiggles, Sniffer of Little Humans.
Stella: That is not even near the same as being the queen. That is not even a thing.
Wiggles: Yes, it is, because I did it. And all I can say is…eewww! What a weird smell!
Stella: I don’t sniff young humans. They only exist to grow up to be big humans that can feed me and take care of me. Oh, though I do let our little human scratch my belly. She is good at that.
Me: I don’t think little kids smell weird.
Wiggles: That don’t smell like dogs.
Stella: Nope.
Wiggles: They don’t smell like cats.
Stella: Yay.
Wiggles: They don’t smell like big humans.
Stella: Well, maybe some.
Me: What do they smell like to you?
Wiggles: Human food. And dirt. And human bathrooms. And that goo that humans smear on themselves to make themselves stink.
Me: Goo. Hmmm. Do you mean lotion?
Wiggles: If it’s that stinky goo, yeah. Leave that stuff off and just stick with the other smells – food, dirt, and bathrooms. Then they’ll be fine.
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