I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Lady Human, whatcha doin’?
Me: Oh, filling out the Census. It’s just a form we complete every ten years.
Stella: I am not ten years old yet.
Me: Nope.
Tiger: What is census? Can we eat it?
Me: No, it is not edible. It is the way the government has of keeping count of everyone.
Miss Sweetie: Ooooo! Ooooo! Count me! Count me!
Doodlebug: Me, too! Don’t forget me!
Wiggles: Was I counted last time?
Me: No. None of you were here with us back then. In fact, none of you were on the earth ten years ago.
Stella: We got left off the census. Put me down as an Olde English Bulldogge, beautiful and of royal lineage.
Tiger: Don’t lie to the government.
Me: Actually, there is no place on the form for listing or counting pets.
Doodlebug: What?
Miss Sweetie: No way!
Wiggles: Not fair!
Tiger: Don’t we count? No, I guess not.
Stella: Typical humans! Thinking only of themselves!
Me: It’s not a big deal, y’all. It’s not like you get anything from them.
Stella: What? No treats? No special food? No toys?
Me: Nope.
Stella: Never mind.
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