When we finished drying Stella off, she marched inside straight to her dishes. She slammed her paw to say “eat.” She turned the corner, walked to her row of buttons in the living room, and said “no.” Stella looked up to us. She maintained eye contact, whined, and stomped her right paw. We did not feed Stella before we left for the beach that night. And Stella created her first two-word combination to tell us that she had not eaten dinner.
