The Joys of the Cold, Wet Mud – Conversations with Stella and Miss Sweetie

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I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. It has been cold, and the sky has been crying all day.

Me:  Yesterday set a record low for cold around here in May. Why isn’t Sweetie coming in? It’s all wet out there.

20170315_170602.jpgStella:  Sweetie likes water.

Me:  Baths and puppy pools, yeah, but she’s never been a fan of mud and rain. I’m going out to see what she’s up to. Sweetie!

Stella:  Look behind the chicken run.

Me:  Sweetie!

Miss Sweetie:  Over here, Lady Human!

Me:  Why are you just sitting there?

Miss Sweetie:  This is my special hiding place.

Me:  Sorry to say this, girl, but you aren’t hidden very well.

Miss Sweetie:  But these little trees are hiding me.

Me:  Not so much.

Miss Sweetie:  Awww. I just wanted some privacy.

Me:  Well, you can sit there if you want. Isn’t the ground pretty cold and wet though?

Miss Sweetie:  Mmmm. The way I like it.

Me:  Okay…well…enjoy it.

Miss Sweetie:  May I come back inside?

Me:  Sure. Whenever you’re ready.

Miss Sweetie:  I’M READY!

Me:  I thought you were enjoying…

Miss Sweetie:  Lady Human, do you enjoy sitting in cold mud?

Me:  No, I can’t say that I do.

Miss Sweetie: Why can’t you say?

Me:  That means I don’t.

Miss Sweetie:  It is an acquired habit.

Me:  How did you acquire it?

Miss Sweetie: By sitting in cold mud.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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