I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Look around, Lady Human.
Me: We are normal again. Well, our definition of normal.
Stella: What is normal? The ground was cushioned by frozen stuff and now it isn’t. But it may be again. Is that what normal looks like.
Me: I don’t know what normal looks like. Last week was very odd, not what most would call normal. I think of normal the way some people think of vanilla.
Stella: Vanilla is normal? What is vanilla?
Me: Vanilla is the flavor of that yogurt I give you when you need a carb boost quick.
Stella: Ooooh. That is vanilla? And vanilla is normal? I love normal.
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