Ask a Bloodhound – Conversations with the Pack

I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Me: What’s that smell?

Sweetie: What smell? I don’t smell a smell.

MoonCat: Don’t ask a bulldog, Lady Human. Their noses are stunted.

Me: If I can smell that, surely a dog can.

Doodlebug: Are you insulting our nasal capabilities?

Sweetie: How rude!

Me: Forgive me. I’ll just go ask a bloodhound for an opinion, shall I? If I can find one.

Sweetie: We can’t help it that you sniff better than we do.

Doodlebug: Yeah, we are simple bulldogs. Not everybody can have a big ole long pointy nose like yours, ma’am.

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