I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Lady Human wants to talk. As usual.
Me: We are going to be nail trimming for the next few days.
Tiger: I dare say we will not!
Wiggles: Fat chance!
Doodlebug: I don’t need my nails trimmed. Look! I wore them down outside.
Miss Sweetie: Yay, nail trimming! Wait. What is nail trimming?
Stella: Oh, Sweetie. Look, Lady Human, I don’t like that kinda talk! So, stop talking.
Me: It has to be done sometime. The weather is going to be slightly cooler the next few days.
Tiger: How much cooler?
Me: As in not in the upper 90s.
Tiger: If that means what I think it means, not good enough.
Me: Come on, y’all! Think of it as a game.
Stella: If we chewed off your toenails, would you think of that as a game?
Me: I can trim my own nails. You can’t trim yours.
Stella: Maybe the Great Creator wanted it that way. Maybe nail trimming dogs is just another example of human…
Miss Sweetie: Stupidity. I call it ‘human dumbness’.
Stella: I’ll leave it at this – I don’t like that kinda talk. So, stop talking.
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