Sunbath Slumber Party – Conversations with Stella, Wiggles, and Miss Sweetie

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I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. The sun, the sun, the all-pervasive sun.

Me:  Is ‘pervasive’ one of your words now?

Stella:  Yes. No. Maybe.  Why aren’t Wiggles and Miss Sweetie back in the house yet?

Me:  They are sleeping in the sun. I don’t mind. It is not that hot, and we have been under a widespread cloud cover for days.

Stella:  Hey! Wiggles! Sweetie! Wake up! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!

Me:  Well, that’s kind of rude!

Stella:  Nobody sleeps on the job.

Me:  What job?

Stella:  Being a bulldog is a full-time job.

Wiggles:  What’s going on?

Miss Sweetie:  Why? What happened? Why?

Me:  Stella thinks that you have been out in the sun too long.

Miss Sweetie:  Why? Did the sun complain?

Me:  No. It’s just that you were both sleeping.

Stella:  That’s not the problem.

Me:  What is the problem then?

Stella:  They were having a slumber party and I was not invited.

Me:  It wasn’t a party exactly. There were no treats.

Stella:  They were enjoying themselves without including me.

Me:  Okay.

Stella:  Nobody gets to enjoy themselves without me. I thought you understood that.

Me:  I guess I missed that point. Sorry.

Stella:  Don’t let it happen again.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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