I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. What are you doing on the floor, Lady Human?
Me: Cleaning up some of your discarded hair.
Stella: Save it! We can glue it back on.
Me: Why?
Stella: So I won’t have bald spots like Wiggles does every winter.
Me: It’s not a big deal. The hair grows back.
Stella: But she has naked sides until it does. I don’t want naked spots.
Me: You shed evenly so you don’t ever have naked spots.
Stella: I still think you should save my floor hair just in case.
Me: You shed enough hair to make a new dog every week and that’s only a slight exaggeration.
Stella: Then don’t save my shed hair! Throw it all away. You are not allowed to make new dogs! That’s just crazy! And scary. And weird.
Me: And not something I can really do. Remember?
Stella: Oh, yeah. Whew! At least that’s good news.
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