Empty Noggins – Conversations with the Pack

I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Me: Okay, how come the blank stares?

Sweetie: Blank?

Doodlebug: Stares? Like the ones we walk up and down? I hate those.

Me: Blank stares as in you look like you don’t have a thought in your heads. Empty noggins.

Sweetie: I don’t have a noggin.

Doodlebug: Me either. You didn’t see me take one. Or did you? If I did, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to take anyone’s noggin.

Me:  An empty noggin is an empty head.

Sweetie: My noggin’s not empty. I have lots of snot in it.

MoonCat: That explains an awful lot.

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