My Quiet Space – Conversations with Stella

I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. I am in my quiet space. It is soft and squishy and nobody bothers me here. This will go on for as long as I want it to…Wait. What’s that? Lady Human! A giant is stomping on the roof! Monster bees are attacking the house! RUN! NO, DON’T RUN! HIDE!

Me: It’s all right, girl!

Stella: NO! NOT ALL RIGHT! Don’t you hear the pack barking! They don’t bark when everything’s all right!

Me: Uh, yes, they do.

Stella: Well, this isn’t one of those useless barking times. This is real. Something is attacking the house.

Me: Here’s what’s happening. Do you remember the big storm?

Stella: Sure. That’s why the big tree lives on the house now.

Me: No, hon. The big tree isn’t alive anymore. What you hear are men walking on the roof and chainsaws cutting up the tree.

Stella: The big tree can’t stay there?

Me: The storm ripped it out of the ground and trees have to stay grounded in order to live.

Stella: Oh.

Me: Don’t worry. The men are here to help. They are not attacking the house.

Stella: May we keep a look out, just in case their chainsaw bees change their minds and take over?

Me: Sure.

Stella: Will you stay with us?

Me: Sure. Do you feel better now?

Stella: I’ll feel better when the monster bees go home.

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