I am Stella, Queen of the Olde…
Stella: Rumble…grumble…rum…rum…wow. WOW! WOW! WOW!
Me: It’s okay. It’s okay.
Stella: What? What happened?
Me: You were talking in your sleep. You must have been having a dream. You were moving your paws and wiggling and bulldog grumbling.
Stella: I don’t remember. What was I saying?
Me: Nothing I could decipher.
Stella: Well, that’s no help. How will I know what I was dreaming? It sounded like fun.
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