I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Miss Sweetie is a beloved member of our pack. She is an idiot.
Miss Sweetie: I love you, too, Aunt Stella.
Me: Sweetie is not an idiot. She’s a little…quirky…sometimes. And at other times, she is scary smart.
Stella: Would that be when she sits in the puppy pool full of rainwater on a morning when the temperature was…what was the temperature this morning, Lady Human?
Me: 48 degrees Fahrenheit.
Stella: 48 degrees fah…blah…blah…whatever that means. Bottom line, it was a trifle cool this morning to go for a swim.
Me: It was chilly, Sweetie. I was surprised to see you try it.
Miss Sweetie: The trees are green. The birds are singing. The sky is clear. Aunt Stella says that means winter is over. That means SWIMMING WEATHER!
Me: Swimming weather may take a while longer to arrive. Didn’t you find the water in the puppy pool a little too cold for comfort?
Miss Sweetie: Now that you mention it, I sat down in it and it was not comfortable, so I stood up and then my feetsies got cold, so I stepped out of it.
Stella: In short, it was too cold to get in the puppy pool which all the rest of us seemed to know.
Me: I have dumped out the rainwater, so it won’t be a temptation.
Miss Sweetie: No! How will I swim?
Stella: Sweetie, you can’t swim in the puppy pool. It’s not swimming weather yet.
Miss Sweetie: They are my feetsies. If I want to ice my own toes, my business.
Stella: Do you see, Lady Human? Now you understand what we are dealing with.
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