I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Lady Human, hold onto something. The wind is trying to carry us away.
Me: It is strong today. But I don’t believe we are in any danger of blowing away. We’re pretty heavy.
Stella: It feels strange. What does it mean?
Me: Winds in the tops of the trees usually mean something is about to change.
Stella: Nope. I won’t allow it. I’m perfect just the way I am.
Me: That’s a pretty bold claim. Most of us can stand a little bit of change.
Stella: Not me. Just watch me blow back and see what a bulldog can do.
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