I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Humans are inventive. Too inventive. They are forever bringing new stuff into the house and most of it whirs or blows air or squeaks or jumps or rattles…
Me: What have we done now that is so terrible?
Stella: There is something weird in the hall. What do you call it? A thingamajig. It blows air or sucks air or something. It just sits there and narrows the way for the bulldogs. We have to pass by it to get to any place interesting in the house. Please stop bringing thingamajigs into our world.
Me: That thingamajig, as you call it, is a dehumidifier.
Stella: Just as I said…thingamajig.
Me: It helps keep humidity out of the house. Too much humidity makes the air inside hotter and promotes mildew which is nasty and stinks.
Stella: Blah. Blah. Blah. Thingamajig.
Me: Useful thingamajig.
Stella: How many more of these thingamajigs are you going to bring into the house?
Me: As many as necessary, but honestly, probably not too many more. That is a human decision.
Stella: It shouldn’t be. Bulldogs are much more practical about what should go in our living spaces. Treats. Toys. Soft beds. No thingamajigs allowed.
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