I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Hey, Lady Human, what is the meaning of this?
Me: A cracker. Your favorite.
Stella: Uh, my crackers don’t look like this. This one is ragged on one side and about half the size.
Me: Well, I broke it in half so you and Wiggles could both have at least some. I was running a little low on crackers.
Stella: And how did that happen? What about human planning?
Me: Human planning ran a little short this time, too.
Stella: So, you decided to be…what is that word?
Me: Chinchy. Stingy. Miserly.
Stella: How many words do you humans have for shorting a bulldog on her crackers?
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