Like A Big, Fat Pillow – Conversations with Stella


I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Don’t move, Lady Human. Stay right there, just like that.

Me:  I’ve got to GO.

Stella:  Go where?

Me:  You know. GO.

Stella:  To the tiny room?

Me:  Yes.

Stella:  I must say that this is very inconvenient. I just got comfortable.

Me:  For the tenth time. Get re-comfortable when I get back.

Stella:  Hurry. You are like a big, fat pillow and not one of those you bring home from those places you call stores.

Me:  My pillows are pretty cool, and I choose them with care.

Stella:  But you are a better pillow. You are squishy, you are warm, and sometimes you even smell good.

Me:  Well, I’m glad. I try to…

Stella:  No, not when you use that flowery, stinky spray and candle stuff. Pee-yew! When you’ve been hanging out with me, that’s when you smell good. Keep it up, prop-up pillow.









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