I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Doodlebug: Lady Human! Let me in! Let me in!
Me: What’s going on now?
Wiggles: Hide! Hide! Hide!
Me: Okay, let me check it out.
Miss Sweetie: No, Lady Human! Save yourself! And us! Don’t forget to save us!
Me: It’s just some heavy equipment. Somebody’s got some big job to do around here. It’s a lot of noise, but it doesn’t have anything to do with us.
Stella: If it’s in our ears, it has to do with us. We need a safe place. What you humans call a something or other. A place where the loud ones can’t get to us.
Me: A sanctuary?
Stella: Yeah! That’s the thing! This is our sanctuary where no one can bother us. Now, go and guard the door, Lady Human, so no one can bother us.
Me: Wait. Is the house your sanctuary, or am I?
Stella: The one’s no good without the other, ma’am.
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A very logical conclusion for a Bulldog actually for most humans.
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