I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Me: Stella, girl, move over. You’re in my spot and you’re on my blanket.
Stella: You got up and left. What else would I do?
Me: I had to let Tiger go outside. Now just scooch over so I can go back to sleep.
Stella: I am fine where I am.
Me: Well, I’m not fine where I am. Move over. Uh, Stella, you’re like a boulder.
Stella: And you can’t move me unless I want to be moved.
Me: I wouldn’t bet money on that. It’s just easier if you cooperate. Oh, never mind. I’ll just squeeze in here.
Stella: You’re giving up?
Stella: That’s wonderful! Lady Human surrenders to a bulldog. Another great moment in bulldog history.
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