Restaurant on the Floor – Conversations with Stella


I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Hold on! What’s that on the floor?

Me:  Oh, we had an accident. No big deal.

Stella:  The little human visitor spilled her food!

Me:  Yeah, it happens. No biggy.

Stella:  Yes! Biggy! What is that? Mixed up eggs? Wonderful! Let me at ‘em!

Me:  Well, they aren’t too dirty…

Stella:  Who cares about dirt? More flavor. All for me! Restaurant on the floor. Why don’t we do this every day?

Me:  Because we don’t spill food on the floor every day. And because this is not a restaurant, remember?

Stella:  Mmmmm. The eggs here are wonderful. Still the service leaves much to be desired.










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