Me: I caught Wiggles and Doodlebug trying to dig under the chicken house today. Water had been eroding a low spot on one side. I had placed two thick boards over the depression so that neither chickens nor dogs could work their way through. Today the boards had been moved and the dogs were paying more than casual interest in the depression.
Stella: Why are you telling us this? It is so boring.
Me: I think Wiggles and Doodlebug will try to dig under the chicken house to assault the chickens.
Me: Not okay.
Stella: The silly chickens will just have to run around like silly chickens, but they do that anyway so no harm, no foul.
Me: Sorry. Harm and foul. The bulldogs won’t realize that they are too strong for the chickens. They mean to play, but the chickens are too delicate for their type of play. That’s why we built the chicken run and chicken house for them. The run has a hardware cloth floor to protect from burrowing animals, but the chicken house was a re-purposed kid’s fort and it has no sub-flooring.
Me: You wanted to know.
Stella: I didn’t really. I was just being polite. Aren’t you a human?
Me: Yes. But when has that ever slowed a bulldog.
Stella: You are a human. Do something! Fix the problem!
Me: They have shifted every large rock I have placed out there.
Stella: Use bigger rocks. Put more over the weak spot. Keep Wiggles and Doodlebug away from that place. YOU ARE A HUMAN! ACT LIKE ONE!
Me: Being a human is tiring sometimes.
Stella: So is being a bulldog. Why do you think we take so many naps?
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