I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Miss Sweetie: And so am I.
Stella: No, Sweetie, you are not. That’s just plain wrong.
Miss Sweetie: I feel like I am a queen.
Me: But you’re not Stella, are you?
Miss Sweetie: No, I don’t think so.
Me: You aren’t sure?
Miss Sweetie: I’ll have to think about that.
Stella: Oh, Sweetie, I love you, but sometimes you are brilliant and sometimes you are as dumb as a post.
Miss Sweetie: How dumb are posts?
Stella: Pretty dumb.
Me: I’ve been wondering, Sweetie, why do your barks sound so different when you are talking to Doodlebug? I mean all your other barking is sharp and excited, but when you talk to him, it’s more like “Wub. Wub. Wub.” What does that mean?
Miss Sweetie: It means just what it sounds like.
Me: Stella, do you know the difference?
Stella: She talks softer to him. That’s all.
Me: What does “wub” mean?
Stella: Wub is a lazy word.
Me: Are you a lazy talker, Sweetie?
Miss Sweetie: Wub.
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