The Exploding Sky – Conversations with Stella


I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. I am so sorry, Lady Human. It is all my fault.

Me:  What’s all your fault?

Stella:  The sky exploded. I caused it. If I had to do it over again, I would have held my sneeze in and exploded my own head. But now…

Me:  It’s all right, Stella.

Stella:  How can it be alright if the sky is gone? I shouldn’t have sneezed. I shouldn’t have sneezed. I shouldn’t have sneezed.

Me:  The sky is not gone. You just happened to sneeze and then there was a big thunderclap. Look outside. The sky is still there. We are living through a big thunderstorm. That’s all.

Stella:  So my nose did not explode anything?

Me:  Nope.

Stella:  That is a huge relief. I didn’t know how I was going to apologize to the Great Creator for blowing up His sky.

Me:  He requires no apology from you for sneezing.

Stella:  Whew! And you are sure that I did not cause that big thunder boom.

Me:  Yup. Pretty sure.

Stella:  Pretty sure?  Is that all? I am going to have to be more careful about my big old bulldog nose letting off pressure in the future. You never know what I might start.










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