Get Your Own Bed! – Conversations with Stella


I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Me:  Hey, girl, give me a little more room, okay?

Stella:  No, not okay. I am comfortable.

Me:  I’m not. I am way bigger than you are.

Stella:  How is that my fault?

Me:  Not a matter of fault. A matter of fact. Scooch over.

Stella: Get your own bed.

Me:  I did. This is it.

Stella:  Why don’t I have a bed?

Me:  Uh, counting this one, you have three beds.

Stella:  Yeah, but this one is my favorite.

Me:  Mine, too. Scooch over.

Stella:  How do you ask someone to scooch over politely?

Me:  Scooch over, please.

Stella:  Not good enough.

Me:  What is good enough?

Stella:  A new big bed just for me.

Me:  There’s not enough room in here for another bed.

Stella:  Sure there is. Clean out that place where you keep hanging all those clothes of yours.

Me:  My closet? No way. You will have to learn to share.

Stella:  Share? What an ugly thing to say, Lady Human!



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