My Bed! No Sharing! – Conversations with Stella and Wiggles

I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Back off, Wiggles!

Wiggles:  How come? This is my corner, too.

Me:  What is going on now?

Stella:  This is my palace and Wiggles keeps going in it like it’s hers. She has her own place.

Me:  Does this have something to do with the beds being moved around the other day?

Stella:  Yes. No. Maybe.

Wiggles:  Tiger slept in this corner. It smells like her. It reminds me of her.

Me: You and Tiger didn’t get along that well.

Wiggles:  But now I miss her. And now Stella has her day bed in Tiger’s corner.

Me:  Compromise settlement proposal.

Stella:  Is that something good to eat?

Wiggles:  Does it taste like chicken?

Me:  No.

Stella:  Aw.

Wiggles:  Aw.

Me:  Stella keeps her bed where it is. Wiggles, you can nap next to her. Then, at night, you can use her day bed.

Wiggles:  Hmmmm…

Me:  May I point out to all parties involved that you, Wiggles, have your own bed, the spot behind my chair, and your special blanketed box under the table? I understand that none of you likes change and this has been a hard one that no one wanted. Get along with each other, okay? Agreed?

Wiggles:  Agreed.

Stella:  Agreed, so long as you throw in something that tastes like chicken.

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