I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Humans think that they are all that and a bag of treats, too.
Me: What have we done…or not done now?
Stella: Oh, where, oh where to begin. I know. Lunch today.
Me: What was wrong with lunch today?
Stella: The clocks in our bellies all say that it was late. LATE!
Me: I can’t always be here precisely at lunchtime. But I get back as soon as I can.
Stella: Our belly clocks do not lie, Lady Human.
Me: Okay, other than late lunch, what have we done wrong?
Stella: Supper was early.
Me: Since when is an early meal a problem?
Stella: Since it confuses our belly clocks. Then we start expecting supper early and then supper goes back to the regular time and everything is confused.
Me: Can’t we have a little flexibility in our schedule?
Stella: That depends.
Me: On what?
Stella: On our belly clocks.
Me: Well, that throws flexibility out the door.
Stella: Good, I never liked that flexibility guy anyway.
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