The Sky Is Falling! – Conversations with Stella and the Pack

I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Lady Human! How could you let this happen?

Wiggles:  Pieces of the sky are falling on us! Make it stop!

Me:  That is snow. A rare event here, I’ll admit. But not a disaster. And you still mistakenly assume that I can change or stop or start anything I want to just because I want to.

Stella:  You are too modest, Lady Human. We all know how this human thing works.

Wiggles:  Yes, we have all seen light fly out of the ceiling when your fingers touch the wall.

Me:  There is an explanation for that.  You see, there are wires…

Miss Sweetie:  Nope.

Doodlebug:  The white sky stuff is landing on my back! I can’t go to the potty like this!

Me:  That could prove to be a problem.

Miss Sweetie:  NO! Take it away!

Me:  It’s not even sticking on the ground. The ground is too warm.

Sweetie:  And what is the white sky stuff when it hits the warm ground? Fake rain!

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