Name Calling – Part 2 Conversations with the Pack

I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: Lady Human, what is a good ugly name to call Roo-Roo the Rooster?

Me: I’m not sure there are any “good” ugly names.

Sweetie: If he can yell at me, I can yell at him.

Doodlebug: How about calling him what he called us? BULLDOG!

Sweetie: Yeah! That’ll teach him a lesson!

MoonCat: And what lesson, pray tell, would that be? Oh, I know. That bulldogs have a limited vocabulary.

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Name Calling – Part 1 Conversations with the Pack

I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: Lady Human, Roo-Roo the Rooster was yelling at me!

Me: Maybe he was only saying hello very loudly.

Sweetie: Nobody says hello that loud! He was calling me an ugly name!

Me: And what ugly name, pray tell, was that?

Sweetie: BULLDOG!

Doodlebug: How rude!

MoonCat: How accurate.

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The Passing of Little Friend – Conversations with the Pack

I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges. What is that laying in your hand, Lady Human?

Sweetie: It looks like…IT IS! ONE OF OUR PARAKEETS!

Me: NO! No, it’s not! Look! Both of our parakeets are still here! Tall Man found this little parakeet outside on the patio fence. He must have flown in and sat down and…passed away.

MoonCat: I had nothing to do with that.

Me: I know, girl. I guess this little guy escaped from his home, wherever that was. He was lost. And it’s been so cold these last few mornings that he just couldn’t make it and…

Doodlebug: He flew here because it was safe.

Me: But it was too late and we didn’t know about him.

MoonCat: And he perched on our fence.

Sweetie: Why did he come here? He could have gone anywhere.

Me: Maybe…

Sweetie: The Great Creator. He knew.

Me: This is so strange. Nothing like this has ever happened to us before.

Doodlebug: Just like when we all came here. Not an accident.

Me: The Lord Jesus said something very interesting about little birds. He said that the fall of even a tiny sparrow doesn’t happen without the Heavenly Father’s notice.

Sweetie: He should have a name. Everyone should have a name.

Me: All right. I’m going to call him ‘Little Tejas’. It’s the name of our home. Texas. It comes from an old Caddoan word that means ‘friend’.

Doodlebug: A little friend just passing through.

Me: Well, he’s home now.

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“Hey!” is Not My Name – Conversations with the Pack

I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges. DOODLEBUG. Or Doodle. Or Good Boy. Or Your Majesty. NOT “Hey!” That is for horses and goats.

Sweetie: And “Hey!” is not my name either. I answer to Sweetie, or Good Girl, or Suppertime, and that’s it.

MoonCat: Meow. And there’s no sense in calling me at all. I’LL CALL YOU!

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