I, Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges, am not pleased.
Stella: If what happened to me had happened to you, you would not be pleased either.
Me: Okey dokey. If you say so.
Stella: Puh. Puh. Puh. This is really important! You have to do something!
Me: It must be for you to be puffing your cheeks out. What is this something that I have to do?
Stella: Wiggles peed on my sunning spot! Again!
Me: Well, that’s not so big a deal. We’ll just hose it off.
Stella: Not good enough! How would you like it if someone peed on your spot?
Me: Someone has peed on my spot before.
Stella: Let me guess. Wiggles.
Me: As a matter of fact, yes.
Stella: She must be stopped! She is a trespasser! She turns everything into her own private bathroom! What about me? What about my rights? I keep my spot nice and clean. I don’t step on anybody else’s spot. But along comes Wiggles who not only steps on my place but pees on it. PEES ON IT!!!
Me: It’s not that important…
Stella: Not important? What if a giant came walking through the neighborhood and said, “Oh, that’s a nice spot” and then peed on our house? Would that be important?
Me: Yes, but I really think that is unlikely to happen. And we can hose your spot off.
Stella: Not the point. Property rights for Stella! That is the point! I am filing a claim. I demand that a fence be put up surrounding my sunning spot. A Wiggles-proof zone.
Stella: How are my rights going to be protected without it? Not fair!
Me: Such is life. We don’t need yet another fence just for your sunning spot. If you see Wiggles starting to use your spot, tell her to get off and use her own.
Stella: What has the world come to when you can’t get a human to build a simple fence to keep a bulldog from peeing on your special spot? I’ll bet you would build one quick enough to keep humans from trespassing to pee on your property.
Me: Actually, we already have. Some humans have no manners.
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