I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Sweetie: Lady Human, something very sad is happening. The sky is falling apart. Little pieces of it are falling to the ground. I have always liked looking at the sky, but now it is going away. I shall miss it.
Me: The sky is not falling.
Doodlebug: I beg to differ. Look. Watch out that it doesn’t hit you.
MoonCat: Meow. I don’t go outside. Problem solved.
Me: What you are seeing are snow flurries, tiny ice crystals. I know you don’t remember, but we have seen them before.
Doodlebug: Wait. Snow. I’ve heard that word before.
Sweetie: And it covered the ground and swallowed our feet where we walked. NOOOO!
Me: It’ll be all right. There may not be that much this time.
Doodlebug: NOOOO! Swallowed feet!
Sweetie: NOOOO! Swallowed poop!
MoonCat: Now you see why I’m happy inside.
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