I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Sweetie: So what?
Me: Settle down, girl.
Sweetie: I mean it, Lady Human. How come he gets to run his big floppy mouth about being king, whatever that means.
Me: Everybody’s got opinions.
Doodlebug: My being King is not an opinion, ma’am. It’s fact!
Me: Okay, what does it mean to be a king?
Doodlebug: Well…just what it says. A king is…A king gets to…
Sweetie: You see! He doesn’t even know. Well, guess what? I’m the King, too! So there!
MoonCat: So what?
Me: I think we’re going to have to ponder this a little more.
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