I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Lady Human says that it is Tiger’s birthday, so I guess I have to believe her.
Me: It is Tiger’s sixth birthday and we are having a little celebration fun.
Tiger: That was no celebration fun when you kept trying to trim my toenails earlier.
Me: No, but things like that still go on when you have a birthday, so…
Miss Sweetie: Cake? Cake! Cake! Cake!
Me: We’re still not doing cake. Something else that you all will enjoy.
Doodlebug: I want a birthday.
Me: You’ll have one in a few months.
Wiggles: What about me?
Me: You had one a few months ago. I am breaking out the birthday treats.
Wiggles: My nose is tingling. Is it true? Eggs?
Me: True. Everyone gets one hard-boiled egg.
Tiger: Just one? I should get more. Birthday bulldog.
Me: No one should get a stomachache for their birthday. One is plenty.
Tiger: Thank you, Lady Human. I hope you get an egg on your birthday, too.
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