Can We Just Sleep Through This? – Conversations with Stella and the Pack


I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Miss Sweetie:  Make it stop.

Tiger:  Why? Oh, why, oh, why?

Wiggles:  Leave me alone. I will stay here on the cool floor.

Doodlebug:  What? What’s going on? Where? Who? How?

Me:  I need you all to go outside and potty.

Stella:  Nope. It’s hot.

Tiger:  I’m fine.

Me:  You won’t be fine come the middle of the night.

Tiger:  Will it be cooler then?

Me:  Yes, somewhat.

Tiger:  That’s when I’ll go.

Wiggles:  Yep, that sounds good to me.

Stella:  Leave us be, Lady Human. Wake us up when summer is over.

Me:  It doesn’t work that way. Look, we’ve been through way hotter summers than this one and way hotter days than this one. It only hit 101 degrees today.

Stella:  Hotter than today? I think you are mistaken, ma’am.

Me:  108 degrees. 110 degrees. I remember back in the year 1980 when it hit 113 a couple of days.

Stella:  A likely story. Was that a hundred million years ago?

Me:  I am not THAT old.

Stella:  Could have fooled me. When you start talking about nonsense years that never happened, that’s when I fact-check.



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