Pearl: Are you going to eat that chicken sandwich?
Me: Of course, that’s why I brought it.
Pearl: Are you going to eat all of that chicken sandwich?
Me: Yes, I am rather hungry today.
Pearl: There is chicken on that sandwich.
Me: Yes Pearl, I am aware that there is chicken on MY sandwich.
Pearl: I like chicken sandwiches.
Me: You have to stick with kibble so you don’t get sick again.
Pearl: It’s the kibble that made me sick. NOT the chicken. How could you ever blame anything on chicken?
Me: Well, you had the runs for two days and I am not going through that again.
Pearl: You’ve eaten half of the chicken sandwich now. ***stomps front paws***
Me: Yes, it is MY sandwich!
Pearl: WAIT! STOP EATING WHILE I’M TALKING TO YOU!
Me: It doesn’t matter what you say Pearl. I am still going to eat my sandwich.
Pearl: **whines**stomps paws** BUT I LOVE CHICKEN!
Me: Mmmmm…good sandwich….
Pearl: You are an evil, meanie, doody head and I hope you get dingle berries!
Me: I have Bark’n Bacon.
Pearl: BACON! BACON! BACON! BACON! BACON! BACON! BACON!
Pearl: *** smacks loudly** **wipes bacon from chin***
Me: I thought you only loved chicken?
Pearl: Chicken? I love chicken. Are you going to eat all of that chicken?