I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Watch her! She’s getting ready to do it again!
Me: What are you all whispering about?
Stella: You are going to that church place again, aren’t you? Don’t lie!
Me: Why would I lie, especially about going to church?
Stella: Because church is a fun place, but you never take us.
Tiger: Yeah, and you always come back smelling of meat.
Miss Sweetie: Mmmm. Meat.
Me: The meat scent does not come from church. It comes from lunch afterward. And the only dogs at church are service dogs or support dogs.
Wiggles: We can be that. Just tell us what to do.
Me: And you will not do it, right?
Wiggles: Right.
Doodlebug: What does church look like?
Stella: It is a big pile of leaves. The humans run and jump in it and roll around.
Me: Stella, I don’t know if I can explain to you what church is, but it is NOT a big pile of leaves.
Stella: Are you sure?
Me: Yes.
Stella: You come home with leaves stuck to you. And the little human who visits…she had leaves all in her hair.
Me: That’s because I walked through a bunch of leaves and she rolled in a bunch of leaves for fun, but that was not at church.
Stella: I will take that under advisement. I still want a better explanation as to why the meat never shows up here.
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