Our Precious Junk – Conversations with the Pack

I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges. Lady Human, somebody took a bunch of our stuff from the outside back and piled it on the outside front.

Sweetie: Yeah, our precious stuff.

Me: That’s junk for the big trash truck to take away.

Sweetie: Our precious junk.

Me: It’s old. It’s broken. It’s rusty.

MoonCat: But Lady Human, just because something is old, broken, and rusty doesn’t mean it’s not precious.

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