I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Sweetie: She’s plugged in again.
Doodlebug: Lady Human, what goes into your ears when you plug those things into your ears?
Sweetie: Yeah, we keep our ears open so they can, you know, be ears.
Me: Right now, it’s music.
Doodlebug: Ew! No! That human screechy stuff.
MoonCat: She didn’t have a recording of bulldog screechy stuff. She had to make do.
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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Sweetie: Lady Human?
Me: Mmm..maah…mmm…
Doodlebug: I think she’s gone deaf.
Sweetie: She’s stuck big white kibbles in her ears with strings hanging off them. Why would anybody do that?
Doodlebug: LADY HUMAN!
Sweetie: I’ll step on her foot.
Me: Hey!
Sweetie: There she is.
Me: I was listening to music.
Sweetie: Now we know what the white kibbles and the long neck strings are doing.
MoonCat: Yes, they provide selective hearing to humans with bulldogs.
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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Sweetie: What is that sound you are playing, Lady Human?
Me: It’s a Gregorian chant. Very old.
Doodlebug: The budgies are listening. They’ve gone quiet.
MoonCat: Maybe the Gregorians could chant more often.
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