I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Lady Human, Doodlebug is being weird.
Me: Human weird or bulldog weird?
Stella: Human weird, which is the real kind of weird. Bulldogs are unique, not weird.
Me: All I see is that he is standing on the vacant spot where the old oak used to stand. He does that a lot.
Stella: Yeah, standing and something else.
Me: Hey, boy, whatcha doing?
Stella: He’s doing that weird thing where he lifts his leg…
Me: Yeah, girl, I know…
Stella: Like he’s trying to squirt the whole world…
Me: I know, Stella.
Doodlebug: The tree left.
Me: The big wind took it down, remember.
Doodlebug: It will come back if I keep watering its place.
Me: No, Doodle, that tree won’t be back. Another tree may start growing there.
Stella: Wait! Would you want to grow on a spot Doodlebug keeps watering? Give the trees a break, Doodle! They need to be welcomed.
Doodlebug: And well-watered.
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