I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. I’m put out, Lady Human.
Me: And that is news how?
Stella: Wiggles has too many beds.
Me: And how many is too many?
Stella: And number more than I have.
Me: Let’s see. Well, you have a palace in my room and your bed and breakfast spot in the den.
Stella: See! Two! Only two. Wiggles sleeps in her special blanketed box, in her crate, behind your big chair, beside my den bed, and, when she can make it, on your big chair. That’s one…two…three…four…five. Oh, and guess where she was this morning? IN MY BED AND BREAKFAST SPOT IN THE DEN!
Me: True, but she walked away when you walked in.
Stella: There should be an equality of beds.
Me: For Doodlebug and Miss Sweetie, too?
Stella: Well, no, they are just children. They can make do. I need to rest my weary bones. Preferably in at least five or six different places.
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