The Shape of My Face – Conversations with the Pack

Posted on by H.J. Hill

I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: Speaking of frowning, Lady Human…

Me: Are we still speaking of frowns?

Sweetie: I am. Why is my face shaped like a frown?

Doodlebug: Mine, too! All droopy mouthed.

Me: Our faces are our faces. A lot goes into that. Heredity. Your particular family line. And above all, you are bulldogs. I’m a human. We show that off in everything.

Doodlebug: What if I don’t like the way I look?

Me: Learn to like your face. It’s yours.

MoonCat: I do not frown. My face is the perfect example of composure and determined calm. Now leave me alone.

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