I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Me: Where is the cracker?
Stella: What cracker?
Me: The one I just handed you.
Stella: Oh, no! A cracker is missing? NO!
Me: Where did it go?
Stella: Oh, never mind. I’ve had enough.
Me: But I don’t want a cracker in the bed.
Stella: It will be okay. We’ll find it tomorrow.
Me: No, we will find it now. Use your nose.
Stella: My nose is not tuned in to crackers.
Me: Where could it be?
Stella: Maybe it is hiding from you so you won’t eat it.
Me: I’m not going to eat it now.
Stella: Wait. There it is. I’ll eat it. Good night.
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