Getting Carried Away – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: “Romping, romping, romping, see my feet a-tromping, see my toes a-stomping, Yeehah!”

Me: That’s a great song, Sweetie, but you’re getting carried away, aren’t you? You just knocked down the doggie gate.

Sweetie: Getting carried away? Are you going to carry me, Lady Human? Come on and pick me up then. Let’s go!

Me: I meant aren’t you getting a little too excited? And I don’t think I can pick you up. You’re a tad…a tad…

MoonCat: Go ahead, ma’am. Say it. A tadpole she ain’t.

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A Paw on the Shoulder – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: Lady Human, howcome uou’re all slumped over?

Me: Just human stuff.

Doodlebug: I’m so sorry you are a human. It sounds so hard. Except you can drive a rolling box and open doors with one paw and reach things that are up high and…

Sweetie: I think you need a paw on your shoulder.

Doodlebug: Or two paws.

MoonCat: Yes, that’s it. Many bulldog paws lighten load. Just don’t squash her!

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