A Feather on My Pen – Conversations with the Big Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges. Lady Human, your writing stick is fuzzy.

Me: I just noticed that. There’s a little budgie feather stuck on the nib.

Sweetie: Baby and Bud, you have been careless with your feathers again.

Baby: We didn’t need it…

Bud: So we threw it away.

MoonCat: Welcome to Fall. As in feathers do fall. More to come.

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A Crick in the Neck – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: Lady Human, your head is sitting weird on your body.

Me: Something weird? Then everything’s normal.

Doodlebug: Is your head leaning because it’s too heavy? Because mine is.

Me: I’ve got a crick in my neck.

Sweetie: One of those singing bugs? Let me at him!

MoonCat: A bulldog jumping on your neck? Just say ‘no’, ma’am. That won’t help cricks or crickets.

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Money Hugging Humans – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: Lady Human, you and Tall Man were talking, talking, talking about that stuff you call ‘money’.

Me: Yeah, it’s a big subject.

Doodlebug: Yeah, you carry it in your hands and clothes everywhere. You and money are very close.

Sweetie: How come? Can you eat it?

Me: No, but you can buy stuff to eat with it. And stuff to wear. And stuff to play with. And places to live. And things to drive. And…

Sweetie: Can we have some?

Me: No. Mine. All mine.

MoonCat: Oh, my. The humans are in love.

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The Wandering Mind – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: Lady Human…Lady Human?

Doodlebug: Put your foot on her.

Sweetie: LADY HUMAN!

Me: Oh, sorry. I was somewhere else.

Doodlebug: No, you were right here in front of us. We saw you.

Me: I mean my mind was wandering.

Sweetie: Then let’s hurry and go find it. It needs to come home.

MoonCat: Maybe put a leash on it.

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Our Precious Junk – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges. Lady Human, somebody took a bunch of our stuff from the outside back and piled it on the outside front.

Sweetie: Yeah, our precious stuff.

Me: That’s junk for the big trash truck to take away.

Sweetie: Our precious junk.

Me: It’s old. It’s broken. It’s rusty.

MoonCat: But Lady Human, just because something is old, broken, and rusty doesn’t mean it’s not precious.

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Delivery Guy Games – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: The delivery guy! He’s here! He’s here! Time to play!

Doodlebug: Let’s give him a big, bulldog welcome! The louder, the better!

Me: No, no, no! He’s just doing his job. Give the poor guy a break.

Sweetie: Okay, what do you want us to break?

MoonCat: Bad bulldog habits.

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Kick Up a Storm – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: Wee! Look at me!

Me: Well played, Sweetie! I had no idea you could kick a ball with your foot.

Sweetie: Like those humans on the Big Picture Box, except I’ve got 4 feet! Think how much damage I could do!

Doodlebug: Nose bumping is the only legal way to move a ball.

MoonCat: Round things like balls should not be kicked. They should only be gently rolled. Anything else is uncivilized.

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Homebodies – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: Lady Human, I’m taking a nap all day long today.

Doodlebug: Yeah. Me, too. We’re not going on another outing, are we?

Me: No, not today. Maybe when the weather gets a little cooler.

MoonCat: Fine. Send me a postcard.

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Just a Little Outing  – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: Lady Human, why are we going in the rolling box?

Me: Just a little outing.

Doodlebug: What are all these rolling boxes around us? They are huge. And they’re so close.

Me: Traffic. Lots of people in town this week.

Sweetie: But why our town? Hey, humans! Go home!

Me: Now that’s kind of rude.

Sweetie: We’re not the ones traipsing around someone else’s property. Go home, traipsers!

MoonCat: I was invited to go, but I opted to stay home. Now you see why.

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The “Ermmm” Noise   – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges. Lady Human, why are you making the “ermmm” noise over and over again?

Me: Ermmm! I’m trying to enter this information and it’s not working.

Sweetie: Ermmm! I hate when that happens. Try stomping on it with both feet.

Me: I don’t think that will help. I’m pressing this button and that one over and over again and nothing works.

MoonCat: You mean humans made something that doesn’t work? Don’t answer that. I already know. Ermmm! Try stomping on it with both feet. It won’t help, but you may feel better.

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Knowing When to Run – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges. I ‘m sitting right here. Nobody tells me when to move.

Me: You’ll want to move when that lawn mower gets close.

Sweetie: Aw, that thing doesn’t scare us. It just cuts the long-haired grass and throws rocks and little sticks around…and makes the worst noise ever and…RUN!

MoonCat: If you see it coming, just amble away. No running required.

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Never Running Late – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: What are you doing, Lady Human?

Me: I’m running late. That’s what I’m doing.

Doodlebug: But you’re not running.

Sweetie: And what is “late”? Is this one of those human clock words? Why don’t you give all those up?

Doodlebug: Yeah, be like us. You’re not late so long as our stomachs aren’t rumbling.

MoonCat: Yes, forget all else. Bulldog stomachs come first at all times.

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Power Struggle – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: Lady Human, my fan is not working.

Me: Nothing’s working. Power went out.

Sweetie: Call it back in. I need my fan.

Me: The electricity is off. The power company is working on it.

Sweetie: But my fan isn’t turning. Blow on it, ma’am. You have lots of air.

MoonCat: Fans and electricity. You only think about them when they’re gone.

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Bulldog Guard Duty – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: Lady Human, what do you mean our neighbor had her shed broken into?

Me: I mean somebody broke the lock on her shed and rummaged around inside.

Doodlebug: Did a bulldog do it? Cuz I’ll teach ’em not to!

Me: I seriously doubt that a dog was responsible.

Sweetie: We have to stand guard.

Me: Thanks for the offer, but y’all aren’t staying outside all night.

Sweetie: Not all night, ma’am. Just when the shed breaker comes.

MoonCat: Yep, that’ll work. Set the clock.

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The Tree that Laid Down – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges. Lady Human, look, look, look!

Sweetie: That huge tree is taking a nap over there.

Me: Oh, no. The neighbor’s tree fell. But it didn’t hit their house or anything else from the looks of it.

Sweetie: Why did it take a nap now? It never has before.

Me: I don’t know. No wind. No storm.

Doodlebug: Sometimes you just have to lie down and rest.

MoonCat: I make a regular habit of it.

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Huggable – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: Lady Human, why do humans throw their arms around things and squeeze them? It’s not very pleasant.

Me: We hug people and animals to show affection and comfort, a connection, support. How do you feel if I put my arms around you like this?

Sweetie: Trapped.

Doodlebug: You’re okay, Sweetie. I’m watching your back. No threat detected.

MoonCat: Just so we’re clear, Lady Human, don’t even think about it.

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Spoil Sport – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges. Stop sitting on my stuffie toy! You’ve got your own!

Sweetie: Who says I’m sitting on your toy?

Me: I do. You may have a large posterior, but I can see the edge of the toy sticking out from under you.

Sweetie: Please don’t interfere, Lady Human.

Me: Human in charge. Not interfering. Doing my job.

Sweetie: Spoil sport.

MoonCat: My sympathy goes to the poor ole stuffie. Can you imagine being sat on by a bulldog? Agghh, the horror!

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