I am Stella, Noble and Illustrious Queen of the Old English Bulldogges. I added that “noble” part in myself.
Me: If you keep adding titles, we may run out of room for anything else.
Stella: Today I have a list of my special gifts that remind me of how valuable I am and make me feel good about myself.
Me: Is there ever a time that you struggle with feeling good about yourself, Stella? You seem self-assured overall.
Stella: When I am hungry, I feel like an empty sack. That’s because, when I am hungry, I am an empty sack.
Me: You are never an empty sack.
Stella: I am an empty sack of bones, blood, muscles, and air.
Me: Air? Oh, you mean lungs.
Stella: No, I mean the air bag that is my empty stomach. And that is when I call to mind my Gifts List and remind myself:
I am the cleanest bulldog in the world. Dirt does not dare stick to me.
Me: You’re pretty clean, all right, but the cleanest in the world…
Stella: Silence! Do not interrupt the List!
I am pretty, oh so pretty! So, everybody else, shut up!
I am super smart! So what if I can’t open a stupid door like Doodlebug!
I am the sweetest dog ever! No other dogs need apply. That means you, Wiggles!
I am courageous and the terror of squirrels. They flee when I appear. What do they do when you appear, Snoopey? Nothing! You do not inspire fear!
Me: Stella, I notice that for every positive…
Stella: Paws-itive. As in I have four of them. One. Two. Three. Four.
Me: Oh, all right. Anyway, your affirmations always end in something negative. How does that help?
Stella: I have enormous competition from the other bulldogs. You don’t know what it’s like being queen. They are constantly like “Why don’t you do this?” or “Why did you do that?” or “Why are you so short?” or “You don’t run very fast.” or…
Me: I get the idea.
Stella: It is so difficult being queen over your sisters and nieces.
Me: Would it help if I gave you some affirmations that were just about you?
Me: You are beautiful, Stella Bella.
You are the kindest soul on four legs that I have ever met. (Please don’t tell the other bulldogs I have met.)
You are more interesting than most humans I know. (Please don’t tell the other humans I know.)
You make our lives richer just by being near us.
You are the perfect size and shape for you.
You move at just the right pace, not too fast, not too slowly.
You are brave and I am proud of you.
Say those to yourself. Don’t worry about what the others think. Does that help?
Stella: Did you mean all that, Lady Human?
Me: With all my heart.
Stella: Then when I say it, I will mean it, too.
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