I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Hot.
Wiggles: Super-hot.
Tiger: Very hot.
Doodlebug: Melting hot. Look at my melting face.
Me: Your face always looks like that.
Miss Sweetie: We have run out of words for ‘hot’, Lady Human. Do you have more?
Me: Sweltering. Burning. Boiling. Cooking. Sweaty. The air is a hot, wet blanket. Moving through it is like running through warm bath water.
Stella: That’s pretty. I like that. Lady Human?
Me: Hmmm?
Stella: The bulldogs are acting crazy.
Me: What? How?
Stella: Look at Sweetie and Wiggles.
Me: Hey! Cut that out! Since when does Wiggles try to ride Sweetie?
Stella: Since Crazy Heat came. It has never been this hot since the beginning of the world.
Me: Well, at least not since the beginning of your world. I figure it has not been this hot since any of you were born.
Stella: Have you been saving this for my birthday?
Me: Now why would I do that? And how would I do that?
Stella: Lady Human?
Me: Hmmm?
Stella: Tiger is acting crazy.
Me: Tiger! Stop biting your water bowl! Chew on your tough stick!
Doodlebug: Lady Human, may I act crazy?
Me: No. Everybody take a nap! No more crazy.
Stella: Okay. Good night. No more crazy. Until tomorrow.
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