Silent Night? – Part 2 – Conversations with the Pack

I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: What happened, Lady Human? No big kabooms last night.

Doodlebug: Yeah, it really was Silent Night. Except for big rolling boxes. And random gunfire.

Me: Okaaay. As I said, the fireworks people shot their wad the night before last.

Sweetie: And didn’t save any for the big day? How stingy!

Me: Y’all didn’t like the noise anyway. And maybe they saved some money to buy treats for their animals.

Sweetie: Oh, well, that’s alright then.

Doodlebug: Yeah, animal treats instead of…

MoonCat: …making big kaboom holes in the sky?

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Silent Night? – Conversations with the Pack

I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: Lady Human, haven’t the humans been singing about a silent night? I don’t think they meant it.

Me: Massive fireworks after midnight is not my idea of a peaceful Christmas celebration.

Doodlebug: Will we have a silent night tonight?

Me: Maybe. If they’ve shot their wad.

Sweetie: I thought you said they shot fireworks.

MoonCat: Yawn. Happy Silent Night to all.

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Treat Time! – Conversations with the Pack

I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: It’s that time, Lady Human. That special day.

Doodlebug: Say it out loud together!

Sweetie and Doodlebug: TREAT TIME! TREAT TIME! TREAT TIME NOW! TREAT TIME! TREAT TIME! TREAT TIME NOW!

Me: But that’s not all this day is about, is it? It would still be a special day without the treats.

Sweetie: Let’s not be ridiculous, Lady Human.

MoonCat: Regrettably, I must agree with the bulldogs on this one. Yet another reason it’s a special day.

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