I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. I have witnessed humans ‘reading’ their strange books before, but never in the food preparation room that they call the ‘kitchen’. It doesn’t seem right. Food. Books. Reading. All at the same time. All in the same room. Nope.
Me: The book I was reading was what we call a ‘cookbook’.
Stella: Even worse. You cooked a book? Disgusting.
Me: No. I didn’t cook a book.
Stella: That’s what it smelled like to me.
Me: I was trying a new recipe for crispy bread.
Stella: Sounds like a cooked book to me. Why can’t you try cooking something delicious that has meat in it?
Me: Maybe next time. I used to cook and bake all the time and then…I stopped.
Stella: Why? Because all your cooking and baking tasted terrible?
Me: No… well, some of it did. I stopped because I was the only one eating the result and a lot was going to waste.
Stella: That was before you had bulldogs, wasn’t it?
Me: As a matter of fact, …
Stella: Because we would have SO cleaned up your leftovers.
Me: Okay, I’ll keep that in mind. With the weather getting cooler, I may be doing more baking and soup cooking so…
Stella: Here’s my list: anything with meat in it as in chicken, beef, pork, and whatever else counts as meat, cheese dishes, and anything else you’ve got. If I don’t like it, I’ll let you know and then you can throw it out. So, keep on reading in the kitchen, Lady Human. Turn it into a library if you want to.
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