I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Hey! What was that?
Tiger: I know.
Stella: Something touched my back leg. What was it?
Tiger: You’re the queen. Why don’t you know?
Wiggles: I saw it, too.
Stella: Who touched my back leg? Lady Human?
Me: Not me.
Stella: Who?
Me: I want to bust out laughing.
Miss Sweetie: It was the cat.
Doodlebug: Yep, it sure was.
Stella: Then why didn’t someone warn me? Nobody barked. You know the rule. Everybody barks whenever the cat does anything.
Tiger: Barking takes effort.
Wiggles: It was too interesting to bark at it.
Miss Sweetie: I barked at the cat earlier. I used up all my cat barking for the day.
Doodlebug: Barking might have stopped it. Nobody wanted that.
Me: Stella, what are you doing? You never touch noses with MoonCat.
Stella: I’m asking the cat about why she sneaked up behind me and touched my leg. Well, explain yourself, cat!
MoonCat: Meow.
Stella: Oh, just typical!
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