Not My Brand – Conversations with the Pack

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Me: Look, y’all! New crackers! Haven’t had any in a while.

Sweetie: Hold up there, Lady Human. Wrong box. Wrong scent. Those aren’t my brand. Where are the good ones? You know, the cheese ones.

Doodlebug: I don’t care. I’ll take ’em as is. Mmmmm! Crunchy!

Sweetie: Doodle, all your taste is in your mouth. Hold out for the good stuff.

Doodlebug: Of course, all my taste is in my mouth. I can’t taste stuff with my toes.

MoonCat: Good thing, too, with all the stuff your big bulldog feet walk in. Say, Lady Human, how about my brand of snack? Pure tuna, no crackers allowed.

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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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