The Weird Ways of Wiggles – Conversations with Stella

I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. I have a problem, Lady Human, and I need your help.

Me:  Okay, shoot.

Stella:  Why would I shoot a problem? Isn’t that how you humans get in trouble? I don’t need more trouble, ma’am.

Me:  I didn’t mean you should shoot literally. I meant…oh, never mind. What’s your problem?

Stella:  Wiggles is weird, and I don’t like it.

Me:  Please be more specific.

Stella:  She has made yet another bed when she already has three. And where has she done this, you ask.

Me:  I didn’t but go ahead.

Stella:  On the kitchen floor. And what has she used, you ask.

Me:  Once again…

Stella:  She has taken all of your plastic bags and made a pile and is sleeping on them.

Me:  Not the first time, but I will take care of it.

Stella:  No, don’t do that! She’s sleeping.

Me:  But you are acting like it bothers you.

Stella:  It does.

Me:  And you don’t like it.

Stella:  I don’t.

Me:  Then…

Stella:  No one should have their sleep disturbed just because their bed is weird and in the middle of the kitchen floor.

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