I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Wait! What’s that? Quick! EVERYBODY, BARK!
Tiger: I’m in!
Wiggles: Me, too!
Me: It’s no big deal. It’s just hammering.
Doodlebug: I heard it first! I just didn’t say anything.
Miss Sweetie: Me, too! I think. What is ‘hammering’?
Me: It’s that banging noise coming from the back of the house.
Stella: Keep barking! We will drown it out!
Tiger: Maybe we should charge it. Then we can stop it.
Me: No, no charging. Tall Man is building something.
Wiggles: Something for me?
Stella: No, if he’s building anything for anybody, he is building it for me. I am the Queen. So, what is he building for me?
Me: Sorry, girl, it’s not for you.
Stella: Oh, it’s for that tiny little human puppy who visits, isn’t it? That all right. I understand. Not really, but that’s what I say when I am disappointed or left out of something.
Me: He’s putting together a little carriage for her to ride in.
Doodlebug: Is a carriage like your rolling box? Can I ride in it?
Me: No, it has no motor like mine does and I think he is going to save this carriage just for her.
Miss Sweetie: No rides for us? Awww.
Stella: That settles it! EVERYBODY, BARK! Drown out the hammering! If we don’t ride, we don’t have to listen!
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