I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. I am Illustrious and Noble. They are not.
Snoopey: I heard that!
Tiger: So did I!
Me: If I were you, Stella, I’d go light on the comparisons.
Stella: I am telling the truth and nothing but the truth.
Me: Well, truth and opinion can get twisted up and truth can sting so…
Stella: AAAAGGHHH! Don’t look! It’s back!
Me: What? Where?
Stella: The Picture Box! Look! No, don’t look!
Me: It’s just in menu mode for recordings. A bunch of lines – blue, black, and white. Some words. No zombies.
Stella: It’s the scariest thing I’ve ever seen. Take it away!
Me: Okay, click and click. There! It’s gone. But why does it scare you? It is literally only lines and words.
Stella: Lines like bars. And words! I can’t read, Lady Human! Are the words evil? What do the words say?
Me: You don’t have to be afraid. The words aren’t evil. They are listings for shows. They won’t hurt you and the lines are not real bars. They are images on a screen.
Stella: Horrible. Horrible. Why do humans make horrible things?
Me: I would have thought that zombies would be scarier.
Stella: At least zombies look like ugly, hideous humans. Humans I am used to, even ugly ones.
Me: I still don’t understand why lines and words on a screen cause you to cringe.
Stella: Can you explain your fears? Why do some things frighten you but are of no matter to others?
Me: What can I do to help?
Stella: Simple. Turn the frickin’ Picture Box off.
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