I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. My whole life for the next few days will be soaking wet. I am thankful to the Great Creator for a roof. And for walls. And for a floor that is not mud. And for stuff to do while it pours rain outside. And for the Picture Box to stare at. Wait. Lady Human! There’s no picture on the Picture Box.
Me: Nope. And there may not be for a while. Lightning struck our TV server’s facility not far from here this morning. A good chunk of north Texas has lost television and some internet.
Miss Sweetie: But why? Why is there no picture on the Picture Box?
Me: I guess the lightning fried some of the equipment and it is taking a while to fix it.
Doodlebug: But what is lightning?
Me: It’s that electrical fire that shoots from the sky.
Wiggles: But why? Why is there fire shooting from the sky?
Me: Thunderstorms generate…
Tiger: But why are there thunderstorms?
Me: I don’t think I’m ready to explain all this to a pack of bulldogs.
Stella: You only need to explain one thing.
Me: What, pray tell?
Stella: Why is there no picture on the Picture Box?
Me: Hey, we still have the shows on my phone.
Stella: You mean that loud little box you waste your time with every night?
Me: Well, I don’t consider it a total waste…Wait a minute! I get to watch stuff at night if I want to. I am a human adult.
Stella: That’s your excuse for everything you do. Our faces are too large to see that tiny screen all at the same time. And on top of that, IT’S STILL RAINING! What do humans do when there is no Picture Box and it’s raining? Aaagghhh!
Me: Read a book.
Stella: Can’t read.
Me: Have a conversation.
Stella: With them? Nope.
Tiger: Nope.
Doodlebug: Nope.
Wiggles: Nope.
Miss Sweetie: All right. I’ll do it. What should I say?
Me: Or we take a nap.
Stella: Bingo. Now the world looks brighter.
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