Wild Willie my Stegosaurus

outside, I usually I keep my stegosaurus Wild Willie hidden, but if I shriek he comes at a gallop, feeling validated and bidden. Police have come twice, called by my neighbor Sam, who is full of fright. I laugh, asking who has ever seen a real dinosaur, right? Willie cannot got to work with me, because I work at an elementary school. They do not even allow pets, for fear they might sweat, potty, bite or drool. He stays at home in his corner eating eggs and rice, watching Netflix. His tail accidentally opens the curtains, which causes a real conflict. I bring home eggs and rice, so Willie is totally content and clean. He has a little poo pile out back, where his poos are used for flower sheen. We have never had an argument or disagreed on anything remotely big. Except he did have a hissy fit when I suggested adopting a pot-belly pig.