I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Me: Are you back from your vacation?
Stella: Maybe. Maybe not. It remains to be seen.
Tiger: Open the big door, please. I need to go outside.
Me: Okay. Go ahead. Not too long though. It’s pretty warm today.
Doodlebug: Why is Tiger going outside?
Me: I guess because she needs to go potty.
Doodlebug: I want to go outside, too. Do I have to go potty?
Me: Well…no…not necessarily. Okay. Go ahead. No fussing or fighting. Do you need me to go with you?
Doodlebug: No, I can potty on my own.
Me: Well, I understand that. I don’t want you to get into a fuss with Tiger.
Doodlebug: Okay. I’ll wait. Tiger acts weird when she is outside. She thinks the whole yard belongs to her.
Me: Yeah. Tiger is a little touchy. I understand why, but we have to work with her. Oh, here she comes now.
Tiger: Done and done.
Miss Sweetie: Me. Me. Me. I need to go outside.
Me: Very well. How about you and Doodlebug and Wiggles all go out together? Less in and out.
Miss Sweetie: Never mind. I don’t need to go.
Wiggles: Of course, you do, Sweetie. You always need to go.
Me: All right. Here’s the deal. Everybody out or everybody in.
Stella: How rude! Bathroom freedom!
Me: Even my own parents had a rule about the in and out at this hot time of year. Go out or stay in. No revolving door. It sucks the air conditioning out.
Wiggles: What is air conditioning?
Me: It’s that wonderful machine that chills the air.
Wiggles: I like that machine.
Me: Well, the revolving door taxes its strength. We need a better system than popping up and down and always wanting to go out or come in.
Stella: A system? Like you tell me when I need to go potty? Nope. I am the only one to say when I need to go potty. Bathroom freedom for all! Long live the revolving door!
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