Tumped Over – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Me: Whoa there! Don’t put your foot on the rim of that bucket.

Sweetie: What bucket should I put my foot on?

Me: No bucket at all. It could get tumped over.

Doodlebug: Tumped over? Cool!

Me: No, not cool. It would make yet another mess to clean up.

Sweetie: What can I tump over then?

MoonCat: It’s not the tumping. It’s the mess. Tump something empty all you want to, but stay away from my tunafish.

Sweetie: Great! Thanks!

Me: Wait just a doggone minute. Who’s in charge here?

MoonCat: Oh, Lady Human, that question was answered a long time ago.

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Spills and Those Who Spill Them – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: I heard a big clunk, Lady Human, and now this dark wet stuff is all over the floor. AND I DIDN’T DO IT!

Me: I know you didn’t. Calm down. Tall Man knocked a bottle of cherry juice over. He’s already cleaning it up.

Doodlebug: How come he knocked it? Didn’t he like the cherry juice?

Me: Gravity helped.

Sweetie: Who’s Gravity?

MoonCat: Whoever it is, keep it away from my tunafish.

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Fumble Fingers – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges. What are you trying to do, Lady Human?

Sweetie: Whatever it is, you make it look hard.

Me: I’m just opening a can of tuna for MoonCat. Oh, no! Fumble fingers. I just spilled some.

Sweetie: I hope you don’t expect ME to eat that. It’s been on the floor.

Me: As if that’s ever mattered to y’all before. No, I’ll clean it up.

MoonCat: Wait a moment. Don’t be so hasty.

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