I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.
And I am Sweetie. I am as my name and my face imply.
I am MoonCat. I am NOT a bulldog and I have not nor will I ever learn anything from a bulldog.
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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Sweetie: Complaint!
Me: What else is new?
Doodlebug: It’s hot, Lady Human.
Me: Yes, I noticed that.
Sweetie: The sky fans aren’t pulling their weight.
Me: The ceiling fans are turned on full blast.
Sweetie: Not good enough!
Doodlebug: We need more sky fans. There! And there! And there! And…
Me: Sorry. There’s no more room for more ceiling fans. We’ll just have to make do.
Sweetie: Make do? Is that another human failure thing?
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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Me: Why are you banging your metal bowls around?
Sweetie: Because they are empty.
Me: That’s because you already ate your supper.
Doodlebug: They do make a nice sound when they knock together.
Me: Not at midnight, they don’t. Y’all need better manners.
Doodlebug: Since when?
Sweetie: Yeah, we’re bulldogs. We don’t need no silly manners.
MoonCat: That right there says all you need to know about bulldogs.
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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Me: Sit.
Doodlebug: I beg your pardon.
Me: Sit!
Doodlebug: Well, that was rude!
Me: Nothing rude about it. You’re my dog. I need you to sit so I can trim your nails. Sit!
Doodlebug: I don’t believe you have the right to tell me how to use my legs…
Me: SIT!
Doodlebug: Oh, all right! But you sure have a way of making “sit” sound like a dirty word.
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“It’s all right to remember.”
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