I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Ah, comfortable at last.
Me: Maybe you are. Can you move over?
Stella: Hmmm?
Me: Stella, I can’t even get into my own bed. There is something wrong with this picture.
Stella: Not from where I am.
Me: Okay, you are like a 65-pound boulder in the middle of my narrow bed. I can’t move you. I can’t roll you. Do I need to get a bulldozer?
Stella: What is a bulldozer?
Me: It’s a huge piece of equipment that moves large amounts of stuff.
Stella: It sounds charming. While you’re getting yours, get one for me, too. Then I can move you off my bed.
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