A Feather on My Pen – Conversations with the Big Pack

I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges. Lady Human, your writing stick is fuzzy.

Me: I just noticed that. There’s a little budgie feather stuck on the nib.

Sweetie: Baby and Bud, you have been careless with your feathers again.

Baby: We didn’t need it…

Bud: So we threw it away.

MoonCat: Welcome to Fall. As in feathers do fall. More to come.

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