I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges…three, four, five…
Me: Your counting is pretty good.
Stella: It’s important to keep count of important stuff…six, seven, eight…
Me: What’s so important?
Stella: What you’re munching.
Me: Oh, sorry, here have a cracker or two.
Stella: Or two? I was counting, remember?
Me: Here are a couple more.
Stella: That makes four. I need five, six, seven, and eight, and more if you have crammed additional ones into your mouth.
Me: Crammed?
Stella: Oh, come on, Lady Human, you know how you are with food.
Me: What’s wrong with me enjoying some cheese crackers?
Stella: Nothing, so long as I get my fair share. And right this second, I figure I’m running about eight behind. Don’t hurry. I’ll be here all night watching you.
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