I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Me: And somebody’s got a birthday today!
Stella: Who’s that?
Me: You! You are six years old today. Happy Birthday!
Stella: Okay. Where’s my cake?
Me: Oh, Stella, you know we’re not real big on cake around here.
Stella: Okay. So, where’s my cake?
Me: Let’s all wish Stella a happy birthday.
Tiger: Yeah, Happy Birthday whatever. Is there going to be cake?
Me: No, but I did consider it.
Tiger: Considering cake is not the same as having cake.
Me: You are all having a few extra healthy treats.
Wiggles: Happy Birthday, Stella.
Stella: Thank you. Where’s my cake?
Miss Sweetie: Happy Birthday, Aunt Stella. Where’s her cake?
Doodlebug: I’ll have some cake, please.
Wiggles: Wish Stella a happy birthday.
Doodlebug: Will that get me some cake? Okay. Happy Birthday.
Stella: Now that we’ve gotten past the boring stuff…Lady Human, where’s my cake?
Me: Everybody, get ready! Here they are – healthy dog biscuits!
Stella: Is that better than cake or are you trying to fool me? It’s not nice to fool somebody on their birthday.
Me: Let’s say that it is better for you than cake.
Stella: Hmmmm. I understand. You love me and want me to be healthy. Okay. One question. Where’s my cake? I am patient. After all, I’m still waiting for my crown.
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