I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. What good is it to be queen if you don’t get the same special treats as everyone else? I went outside for a few minutes and what did I find when I came back in? Lip smacking and lip licking and the delicious aroma of special food. I protest! I protest a whole bunch! Is there another word for that, Lady Human?
Me: Vehemently.
Stella: Yes, well…that’s what I am doing! Whatever it is that you said.
Me: Not everybody got a spoonful of special food.
Doodlebug: I didn’t.
Me: Yeah, you see there, Stella. Doodlebug didn’t.
Tiger: I did! It was delicious!
Wiggles: Me, too! Mmmmm!
Miss Sweetie: I woke up from my nap just to enjoy it. And now that I have, good night.
Stella: Unfair! Why were Doodlebug and I left out? Why? Why? Why? Why?
Me: Calm down.
Stella: Why? Why? Why…
Me: It was not just food. Get it?
Stella: Food is always food.
Me: But this had something else. Understand?
Stella: I understand that we were cheated.
Me: Okay, okay. I hid their allergy medicine in the food. You and Doodlebug aren’t on the medicine, so I am saving the special food just to get them to take their medicine without balking.
Tiger: What?
Wiggles: Yuck!
Miss Sweetie: No biggie. Good night.
Tiger: I can’t believe you tricked us.
Stella: Well, in that case, all is forgiven, Lady Human.
Wiggles: Yuck! Double yuck! So, when is our next dose?
Doodlebug: Yeah, and can I get in on that?
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