I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. I smell something.
Wiggles: Peanut butter! Mine!
Me: I just now opened the jar. Give me a minute.
Wiggles: I am patient. I will wait. Mine!
Me: Here you go, Wiggles.
Wiggles: What’s wrong with it?
Me: Nothing. It’s good peanut butter.
Wiggles: What is it hiding? Why is the lump of peanut butter so big?
Me: Just try it.
Wiggles: Oh, okay. Give it here. I can’t resist. Mmmm. Chewy.
Stella: It was a trap. What did you sneak in there, Lady Human?
Me: A flea preventative treatment.
Wiggles: Well, it’s a shame to ruin a good glob of peanut butter, but I don’t favor fleas. So I’ll let you get by with it this once.
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