I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Tiger: Make him stop, Lady Human!
Wiggles: Yeah, he won’t stop!
Miss Sweetie: Aunt Stella, make him stop! You are the queen!
Stella: I can’t stop him. He won’t.
Me: He is wound up like an eight-day clock.
Stella: Well, he does have an alarm clock in his belly. He always knows when we should eat.
Me: Doodlebug! Stop barking!
Doodlebug: I must bark. If I don’t, who will?
Me: But there’s no reason to bark.
Doodlebug: Of course, there is. Don’t you hear that?
Me: Hear what?
Wiggles: Wait. I hear it. But that doesn’t mean I am barking about it.
Me: Now I do, too. That’s a machine they are using to remodel a house nearby. It has nothing to do with us.
Stella: Is it an eight-day clock?
Me: Nope.
Doodlebug: It has something to do with me. It hurts my ears.
Me: Sorry, Doodle. I can’t stop it. It won’t go on forever. Maybe you can settle down and take a nap.
Doodlebug: Nope. I will just keep barking until they stop.
Me: Oh, my.
Stella: Lady Human, how do you unwind an eight-day clock?
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