I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. It started early this morning.
Miss Sweetie: Oh, so early.
Tiger: Uncomfortably early.
Wiggles: Incredibly early.
Doodlebug: What? What happened?
Stella: For reasons I will never understand, humans enjoy walking around on top of our house.
Me: These humans are called roofers.
Stella: Well, roofers, as you call them, are extremely loud humans.
Miss Sweetie: They are being mean to our house, Lady Human. Make them stop.
Me: Actually, they are being nice to our house. They are tearing off the old roof that got damaged when the storm knocked the big oak onto it, and they are putting on a brand-new roof.
Tiger: I wish they would do it more quietly.
Wiggles: I wish they wouldn’t do it at all.
Me: We’ll all be happy for it when the rains come back.
Wiggles: I saw them up there, walking around like they belonged up there. I told them off.
Doodlebug: But they didn’t get off, did they?
Wiggles: No, they just ignored me. Awww. And I was being so tough, too.
Me: No offense to you, girl. They are just focused on their job. You have to be when you are walking around on a roof.
Stella: Will it go on forever? Will we never sleep again?
Me: They will be finished long before sunset. I have a feeling that we are all going to sleep very well tonight.
Stella: And tomorrow. And the next day. It will take a long time to make up for our lost naps today.
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