Stop Making Up Words – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Me: Unbeknownst to us, a possum was snooping around the chicken house last night.

Sweetie; Hold on there a minute, Lady Human. Un…be…knownst? You just made that up.

Me: No, it’s actually an old word that doesn’t get used much anymore.

Doodlebug: I wonder why.

Sweetie: It’s hard enough to understand humans without you popping in new words that you pulled off the top of your head.

MoonCat: You mean words that are unbeknownst to you.

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Will Human Messes Never Cease? – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: Lady Human, you made a mess.

Me: Yes. I dropped an egg.

Sweetie: And that made a mess.

Doodlebug: A really sloppy mess. May I clean it up, please?

Me: That’s okay. I’ll take care of it. No sense spreading it around.

Sweetie: But you made a mess.

Me: If I were a bulldog, I wouldn’t be pointing out the messes of others.

Sweetie: But you are a human. Humans shouldn’t make messes.

MoonCat: Oh, my. Where have you been?

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A Bulldog Plan – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: Lady Human, I have a bulldog plan so that what happened yesterday will never happen again. No more loud booms. No more bullhorns.

Doodlebug: Yes, leave the bulls alone with their horns.

Me: Sounds interesting. What’s the plan?

Sweetie: Humans don’t do anything anymore. Bulldogs run it all.

Me: Uh-oh.

Sweetie: Admit it, ma’am. Humans have been fouling stuff up for a long time. Bulldogs would do a better job.

Me: I have trouble picturing that.

MoonCat: Picture this. A total disaster where nothing works and bulldogs have chewed everything up. Then they’ve deposited their “stuff” everywhere before snoring loudly through their numerous naps. An occasional loud noise instead? I can live with that.

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Human Error – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges. Lady Human, what are you rummaging for?

Me: Oh, that grocery delivery yesterday was short a few items. They charged for them, but didn’t bring them.

Sweetie: Why?

Me: Somebody just didn’t load them up.

Sweetie: You mean a human made a MISTAKE! Do humans make mistakes?

Me: Where can I even begin?

Doodlebug: At the beginning.

Sweetie: We have all day.

MoonCat: I think this talk may take a lot longer than a day.

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Quiet Time – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: Why are you so quiet, Lady Human? Is it human stuff again?

Me: Yeah.

Doodlebug: Why are you looking at the sky? Is there a storm?

Me: With humans, there’s always a storm somewhere. I like looking at the sky. It’s so big. It reminds me of the One Who made it all.

Sweetie: Bigger than the storm?

Me: Oh, yeah. And bigger than the humans.

MoonCat: Well, that’s good news.

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The Sneaky Human Problem – Part One – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: Aaagghhh! They’re on my feet! I said no shoes! Get them off! Why weren’t y’all watching?

Me: It’s okay! I was just trying them on you to check the fit. Wait. Were you all planning to stop me? Is that why your feet were tucked up tight.

Doodlebug: I guess we were sleeping with both eyes closed.

MoonCat: Not me. I just laid back and watched the whole thing. It was a hoot and a holler, as some humans say.

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