
Me: MoonCat, you might want to back off a little bit. Go eat your own food, okay.

MoonCat: Meow. What the big ole bulldog is having smells wonderful.
Stella: Lady Human.
Me: Let Stella eat in peace.
MoonCat: I can dream, can’t I?
Me: She is eating dogfood.
MoonCat: I am not particular. I will just wait until she is finished.
Me: She is finished. I am putting up the bowl.
Stella: Thank you, Lady Human. The thought of a cat’s nose in my food bowl is enough to give me nightmares.
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