Silent Night? – Part 2 – Conversations with the Pack

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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

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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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Thinking – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: How come you’re so quiet, Lady Human?

Me: I’m just thinking.

Doodlebug: Uh-oh.

MoonCat: A human thinking. Never a good thing. Hide!

Me: No, nothing bad. It’s just another holiday. New Year’s.

Sweetie: Where is its tree?

Me: New Year’s doesn’t get its own tree.

Doodlebug: Poor New Year’s. What does it get?

Me: Some people party. Some people cook a bunch of food. Some people shoot off fireworks. And some people like me are just quiet and think a lot. About the past. About the future.

Sweetie: About the food? Where are those food people? Let’s go New Year with them!

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