I am Stella, Queen.
Me: Is that all? Queen of what?
Stella: Queen of all I see. And today I see a parking lot with trees growing in it. Many, many tall green trees. How did this happen? I am a dog and even I know that trees grow in the dirt.
Me: Those are cut trees for Christmas. They aren’t growing there. They grew far away and were brought in by trucks.
Stella: Why?
Me: For Christmas trees.
Stella: Why?
Me: Because some people like to put up a fresh tree in the house for a decoration at this time of year.
Stella: Why?
Me: It’s an old tradition in some places.
Stella: Places like parking lots?
Me: No.
Stella: Is this one of those weird human things?
Me: Well, it’s a thing that some humans do, but the humans who do it are not weird. Necessarily.
Stella: Are you going to bring a wild tree into our house, Lady Human?
Me: No, I’m doing what I did last year and the year before. I have a tiny artificial tree that I put on a table and decorate.
Stella: Why don’t you bring a big wild tree into our house? It would be so fun.
Me: Bulldog fun. Can you imagine what a tree would look like after Miss Sweetie or Doodlebug had bulldog fun with it?
Stella: Yes! Yes, I can! Best parking lot tree ever!
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