I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. I feel insulted.
Me: Oh, no. What now?
Stella: You know what happened.
Me: Are you talking about your special bathroom area and how someone did not care to use it?
Stella: Yes, and yes and you know who it was.
Me: I know.
Stella: I very generously offered Tiger my special rainy-day bathroom spot and what did she do?
Me: She did not take advantage of it and ran back inside.
Stella: Exactly. What do you have to say for yourself, Tiger?
Tiger: Mmmmmm. I got scared.
Stella: Of what?
Tiger: That big weird room with all the metal and funny smells.
Me: We call it the ‘garage’. The funny smells are from lawnmowers and edgers and other such machines. But you made it past all that and I was out there with you.
Tiger: Yes, there was green grass and fresh air and then, that thing…that rolling thing…that scary rolling box thing.
Me: The man who drove by? I know him. He’s not scary.
Tiger: He scared me.
Me: Listen! Never pass up an opportunity to go to the bathroom if you need to. Take advantage of your opportunities. What happened a few minutes after you ran back in the house?
Tiger: I had to go to the bathroom.
Me: See!
Tiger: Sorry, Lady Human, but I reserve the right to select my favorite bathroom spot, just like you do.
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