I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. A stranger is in the house!
Me: It’s all right. I know all about it.
Stella: I am not talking about the tiny human who comes to visit. This is a grown adult human, a man. Tell him to leave or we will.
Me: No, you won’t. He already knows you are disturbed by his presence. He is just here to do his job.
Stella: Which is?
Me: He is here to see how much damage was done to our house in last week’s storm and to arrange for the money to pay for it to be repaired. It’s called ‘insurance’.
Stella: Another likely human story. I think he is here to spy on us.
Me: Why would he spy on us? Aren’t you always saying how boring we are?
Stella: Maybe he is more bored than we are. Insurance. The sounds boring in and of itself.
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