I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. First of all, allow me to explain what happened today…
Me: Rudeness. That’s what happened today.
Stella: Now, Lady Human, in all fairness…
Me: Fairness? Can you imagine walking into a house to visit and the whole place erupts in wild barking?
Stella: Yes, I can imagine that. It happened here today. It was crazy. Bulldog madness.
Me: You were barking as much as everyone else. Our poor visitor felt totally unwelcome.
Stella: Of course, she was unwelcome. We don’t let just anybody walk in here. Where was her invitation?
Me: I invited her.
Stella: Well, I didn’t. No one told me. Perhaps you should plan a little better next time. Bulldog invitations must be issued in plenty of time for us to get used to the idea of a stranger coming here.
Me: And how much time is that?
Stella: A year or two ought to be sufficient. I’ll let you know if that’s not enough.
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