I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Potty time, Lady Human! Now! Now! Now!
Me; Okay, hold your horses.
Stella: No horses here. Only bulldogges. And a cat. Yuck.
Me: Uh-oh.
Stella: I don’t like that sound.
Me: The gate on the door won’t open.
Stella: Let me butt it with my big ole bully head. Hey! Why didn’t that work?
Me: The bolt is stuck.
Stella: Unstick it.
Me: I’m trying. I think it’s frozen. Like frozen with ice.
Stella: Unfreeze it.
Me: Tall Man has a heat gun he can use.
Stella: Tall Man has a gun that shoots heat? Wow! Tall Man is cool!
Me: I can’t budge it, We’ll have to go out the back for you to potty.
Stella: But that’s my rain spot.
Me: So?
Stella: It’s not raining. I can’t go out there. That just wouldn’t be right.
Me: How right is it to need to potty and not have a place to go?
Stella: You make a good point. Frozen door gates. Birds flying in circles and attacking berry bushes. Pottying in my rain spot when there is no rain. Lady Human, the world has gone crazy.
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