I am Stella, Queen.
Me: Is that all? Queen of what?
Stella: Queen of all I see. And today I see a parking lot with trees growing in it. Many, many tall green trees. How did this happen? I am a dog and even I know that trees grow in the dirt.
Me: Those are cut trees for Christmas. They aren’t growing there. They grew far away and were brought in by trucks.
Stella: Why?
Me: For Christmas trees.
Stella: Why?
Me: Because some people like to put up a fresh tree in the house for a decoration at this time of year.
Stella: Why?
Me: It’s an old tradition in some places.
Stella: Places like parking lots?
Me: No.
Stella: Is this one of those weird human things?
Me: Well, it’s a thing that some humans do, but the humans who do it are not weird. Necessarily.
Stella: Are you going to bring a wild tree into our house, Lady Human?
Me: No, I’m doing what I did last year and the year before. I have a tiny artificial tree that I put on a table and decorate.
Stella: Why don’t you bring a big wild tree into our house? It would be so fun.
Me: Bulldog fun. Can you imagine what a tree would look like after Miss Sweetie or Doodlebug had bulldog fun with it?
Stella: Yes! Yes, I can! Best parking lot tree ever!
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I’m laughing because it was my cats not the dog that use to get into the tree years ago. We could NEVER have tinsel too.close to the bottom or bye bye tree
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