I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Time to go out, Lady Human.
Me: Okay, head over there to the yard door.
Stella: Nope. My special rain spot.
Me: Why? It’s raining over there, too.
Stella: Stella’s Special Rain Spot. Now!
Me: Hey, that’s my word. What’s wrong with the yard?
Stella: Too much.
Me: Too much what?
Stella: Everything. Too much mud. Too many wet puddles. TOO MANY OTHER BULLDOGS USING IT!
Me: Oh, all right. Come on.
Stella: Why, oh why, do I have to argue to get what rightly belongs to me as queen?
Me: I guess I just don’t understand your royal prerogatives.
Stella: Just ask me. I will happily explain them to you as we go. Get one of those scratchy writing stick things and some paper. The list is quite lengthy.
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