I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. And I object strenuously to whatever it is that has happened here.
Tiger: The wall is so blank.
Wiggles: I think we should demand that things return to the way they were.
Doodlebug: We should have been given a vote. We would have chosen for the room to stay the same.
Miss Sweetie: Something is wrong. Something is different.
Stella: Sweetie! Really? Something? The piano is gone! The shadows on the wall are bizarre. The whole world has turned weird.
Me: What is going on in here? It is past settle down time!
Tiger: Uh-oh, she has her tense voice turned on.
Doodlebug: Should we tell her about the piano?
Me: Is this about the piano going away?
Stella: Yes.
Me: You all saw it wheeled out of here.
Stella: We thought it would come back.
Me: The piano is not coming back. It has a new home.
Tiger: I don’t like that empty wall. And MoonCat is sad. It was her favorite tall place.
MoonCat: Meow. Awwww.
Me: I’ll find a cat tower for her. Meanwhile, she has at least six other tall places, so…
Stella: We hate change. From now on, Lady Human, when you are going to rock our world, tell us first. That includes piano removals, furniture rearrangement, and, most of all, boots left in the middle of a room. That should never happen!
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