I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Lady Human is hurrying around. This must be one of her weird human moods.
Me: Come on, boy. Come on, girls. Let’s get in. Stella, you need to go out now. Now!
Stella: Uggghh! There’s that word again! What’s the hurry?
Me: We’re working against a clock here.
Stella: Clocks are human inventions. They don’t apply to us. Unless it has to do with breakfast and lunch. Then you dare not ignore that clock. The food clock rules.
Me: This is a different type of clock. This clock is a sky clock and it runs at the speed of the wind. Rain is coming.
Stella: What was that sound?
Me: You know what it was.
Stella: Thunder boomer.
Me: That’s one way of putting it.
Stella: Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! Run! Run! Run!
Me: Oh, so now it’s a priority.
Stella: I’m not going to have rain hit my cute little rear end. And as for thunder boomers, nope! Hurry! What’s that favorite word of yours? NOW!
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