And the Bulldog Medal Goes to… – Conversations with Stella and the Pack

I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Lady Human!

Me:  I know. I see it. She did it again. And that took some doing.

Miss Sweetie:  I saw the whole thing. I want to try that.

Me:  No.

Doodlebug:  I would have done it by jumping on my back legs. I am talented that way.

Me:  Nope.

Wiggles:  How come everyone is staring at me?

Me:  I wasn’t gone that long. I just did a little last minute grocery shopping before the stores closed. And what do I walk in to find?

Wiggles:  What? It sounds exciting.

Me:  Wiggles, we had this discussion a few days ago. NO SNACKING OUT OF THE CAT LITTER BOX!

Wiggles:  All I did was hop up on the big wooden box that you all rudely put in the way and I balanced on the narrow board on top until I could climb over the cat carrier prison and from there it was a short jump behind the small bench and there I was.

Stella:  I hereby award the first ever Bulldog Medal to Wiggles for exceeding tenacity, refusal to give up easily, stubborn pigheadedness, and ingenuity in the face of human obstacles. Congratulations, Wiggles!

Wiggles:  Is there a prize? Can it be a trip to the cat box?

Me, Stella, and Doodlebug:  NO!

Miss Sweetie:  Aw.

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