Something Fishy – Conversations with Stella

I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. You have done it again, Lady Human. You have gone somewhere and have come back all smelly.

Me:  Well, yes.

Stella:  It wasn’t someplace good that served beef or barbeque.

Me:  Well, no, they did not serve beef, but…

Stella:  Something from the water. Hmmmpph! Fish! And you brought some home with you.

Me:  Your nose amazes me.

Stella:  It would not have been my choice, but I’ll settle. Give it here.

Me:  My leftover catfish?

Stella:  Eewww! Cat fish! In that case, a million times no! On second thought, let me have a taste. How bad can it be? Even if it is named after cats.

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