I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Knock, knock.
Me: Who’s there?
Stella: I just said. I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Me: Come on in.
Stella: The door is closed.
Me: Just bump it open with your nose.
Stella: I’m not sure.
Me: Why? Come on it.
Stella: What’s in there?
Me: You’ve seen my room. You sleep in it every night,
Stella: Why is the door closed?
Me: Humans need privacy sometimes from other humans…and bulldogs.
Stella: So I should not come in.
Me: No, you should come in. I am inviting you.
Stella: Open the door then.
Me: I can’t reach it right now. Just bump it with your nose.
Stella: Easy for you to say. I don’t see you bumping doors open with your nose.
Me: I’ve seen you do it before.
Stella: What if I open the door and you are not there? Closed doors are mysterious.
Me: You can hear me.
Stella: What if I bump the door open and I get trapped in your room.
Me: Not big deal. I will let you out.
Stella: You will open the door?
Stella: So, open the door now. I knew you were holding back on me.
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