I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Sweetie: Lady Human, it’s different today.
Me: Well, every day is, isn’t it?
Sweetie: Now the air is almost warm.
Doodlebug: Yeah, it was cold and then warm, and cold, and then warm. The sky is confused.
Sweetie: Yeah, pick something and stick with it.
MoonCat: The earth is not a restaurant and the sky is not a menu. Hey, Bulldogs, it’s not the sky that’s confused.
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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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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Sweetie: Lady Human, look! The sky got swept clean. The blue is showing again. You actually swept up the dirt from something. Good for you!
MoonCat: Well done. I’m taking a nap. Y’all can fuss on your own.
Me: I didn’t sweep the sky clean. Credit where credit is due. The Great Creator took care of all that. The winds died down. The dirt fell to earth and settled in a new place.
Doodlebug: I’m glad He worked that out because had we waited for you to use your broom…
Sweetie: We’d still be waiting.
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