Dream More Quietly – Conversations with Stella

I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Ruff…RUFF.RUFF RUFF…WOW WOW WOW!

Me:  Stella, hon!

Stella:  What? You called me ‘hon’. You never call anyone that unless they’re in trouble. How could I get in trouble? I was asleep.

Me:  You’re not in trouble, but you were dreaming again. And loudly. You woke me up.

Stella:  Is that all?

Me:  It was enough. How come you’re dreaming so actively this last little while?

Stella:  I have a great imagination. What else am I supposed to do?

Me:  Has something bothered you lately?

Stella:  No…well, not much. Maybe the Big Freeze with snow that swallowed our feet and turned yellow.

Me:  Turned yellow?

Stella:  Yeah, when we peed on it. The ground doesn’t do that. Just that weird, cold snow stuff.

Me:  It’s over now. Maybe try to calm down a little more before you go to sleep.

Stella:  Forget it, Lady Human. You’re cramping my style.

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