Toenail Victory Day – Conversations with Stella and Tiger

I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Me:  Okay, Tiger, let’s go someplace quiet and secluded and get this job done.

Stella:  I’ll stay back here as will every other sane bulldog.

Me:  That’s fine. This is me time with Tiger.

Stella:  Well, all the best with that, Lady Human.

Tiger:  Where are we going? Huh? Huh? Huh? Will there be treats?

Me:  Maybe one.

Tiger:  Wait! Why is the weird hand thingy here?

Me:  This won’t take long if you cooperate with me.

Tiger:  Cooperate? Why are you holding my foot? No! Let go!

Me:  Good girl! Good girl, Tiger!

Tiger:  No! You only say that when you want me to do something that I don’t want to do!

Me:  Good girl!

Tiger:  But I do like it when you rub my tummy. And blow in my face. And call me sweet names. And hug my neck. And rub my head. And tell me everything is all right…

Me:  There! All done! Still not the easiest job in town, but…

Tiger:  What? All done?

Me:  Yup.

Tiger:  My feet feel…shorter. Can I still scratch?

Me:  Sure.

Tiger:  Can I dig if I want to?

Me:  Yeah, buy why?

Tiger:  This wasn’t so bad.

Me:  I feel like we have made a major step forward. Like a big victory. And next time will be even easier, right?

Tiger:  Next time? Easier? Oh, no, I can’t betray my bulldogs by making things easier.

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