I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. I have just seen a terrible sight. The food bucket is empty.
Tiger: Well, that happens, but the big metal food bucket still has food in it, right?
Wiggles: Please say yes. Please say yes.
Doodlebug: But Lady Human always has food up her sleeves. Right?
Tiger: What do you think she is? A big metal can of food?
Miss Sweetie: Lady Human will take care of it. Right?
Me: I’m on my way now. Got to get there before they close. Two big fifty pound bags of dog food on the way.
Stella: What if they don’t have it? What if they ran out?
Me: There will always be an alternative. Don’t worry. Got to go.
Stella: What does ‘alternative’ mean?
Me: I’ll find some cans of soft food to tie us over. Or some dry food that will do for a while.
Stella: Don’t worry, Lady Human. Bring as much soft food as you can. We will tough it through.
Me: Okay, I’m on my way.
Stella: Phew! That was a close one. Let’s all hope they are out of the regular stuff. Soft food. Tough it through? We will be living high on the hog.
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