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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

And I am Sweetie and I smell something interesting over here. And over here. And over here.

MoonCat: Meow. Don’t come over here with your giant nose.

Doodlebug: Yeah, I smelled something over in that corner, too, but it wasn’t food, so I lost interest.

Sweetie: It smells like outside does after the sky water falls.

Me: Tracks? You smell where we’ve walked.

Sweetie: Well, of course I do. How else can I know the news and weather?

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I am Sweetie, Princess of the Olde English Bulldogges…or Queen, I can’t decide which.

Me: Sweetie?

Sweetie: Yes?

Me: What is this?

Sweetie: I think you know what that is.

Me: If you needed to go, you should have called.

Sweetie: I didn’t want to bother you.

Me: Pooping in your water bowl is not ideal, but it does simplify the mess. And it always impresses me.

Sweetie: I have perfect aim, don’t I?

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: What is that horrible whining noise?

MoonCat: Meow. Don’t look at me.

Me: Those are the storm sirens. A huge line of severe thunderstorms is moving through in just a few minutes.

Doodlebug: Who told them to move through my domain? I am the king and I did not give permission.

Me: Yeah, well, storms are real bad about not asking permission.

Sweetie: I hear the wind. What do we do? Blow back?

Me: Nope. Just stay inside, hold onto your hats. And pray. We’ve been through this before.

Doodlebug: This is like those shows on the big Picture Box.

Sweetie: Oh, good! Can we have snacks? I want cheese.

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges. Move along. Move along. Time’s a-wasting.

Sweetie:  Hey, no cutting in line! I was here first!

Doodlebug:  My stomach is getting emptier by the second.

Me:  You just ate not three hours ago.

Doodlebug:  YES! TOO LONG! And this line is taking forever.

Sweetie:  The service here is terrible.

Me:  Hey, I’ve only got two hands.

MoonCat:  Meow! Where is my food?

Me:  Coming. Coming. I only have two legs.

Sweetie:  Excuses. Excuses. Keep the line moving.

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I am Sweetie, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Forget that King Doodlebug stuff.

Me: Don’t you want to come in? You’ve been out here quite a while.

Sweetie: Sunbaths are the best thing ever.

Me: Well, they are on 50° days in February. On 103° days in July, not so much.

Sweetie: The sun has been hiding a bunch lately. I’ve got to catch it when I can. Hey, since I am queen, can’t I just tell it to shine?

Me: It doesn’t work that way. Sorry.

Sweetie: Don’t worry about it, Lady Human. Just something else for bulldogs to fix when we take over.

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges. Lady Human, something is wrong with this picture.

Sweetie: Yes, something is very wrong. The earth has disappeared…again. This smacks of human mismanagement

Me: Well, it is winter after all.

Doodlebug: No excuse. The ground is cold and white and frozen.

Sweetie: Who is in charge here?

Me: To be honest, the Great Creator put humans in charge of the day-to-day…

Sweetie: Just as I thought. HUMAN MISMANAGEMENT.

Me: Admittedly, we don’t always do the best job.

Doodkebug: Bulldogs would never allow this sort of thing to happen.

Me: I think bulldogs would allow other no-so-good things to happen, honestly.

Swettie: Excuses, excuses! Fix this, Lady Human! NOW!

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Me: Ruff! Ruff! Ruff!

Doodlebug: What does that mean, Lady Human? That doesn’t even make any sense, bulldog or otherwise.

Me: I am just imitating what I heard you all doing this morning.

Sweetie: That is not a good imitation, ma’am. First of all, you are not a bulldog, so the voice is all wrong. Next, there is no sincere heart-felt complaint in it. When we grumble, we mean it.

Me: I couldn’t tell what y’all meant. Humans have a old saying though. “Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.”

Doodlebug: What is flattery? It sounds interesting, like something to eat maybe?

Sweetie: But if it isn’t, we aren’t really interested. Old bulldog saying: “If it’s not food, it’s not worth our time.”

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges. Lady Human, how come I don’t have hands like a human? If I did, I could do so much more damage than I can with just my mouth and paws.

Me: The Great Creator is wiser than that. He has plenty to deal with as it is with what all we humans do with our hands.

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: And I am Princess Sweetie.

Doodlebug: Since when?

Sweetie: Since I said so.

Doodlebug: Lady Human, you have forgotten something.

Me: I don’t think so.

Doodlebug: Uh, yes, you have.

Sweetie: Second treat.

Me: Oh, that was just a one time thing. You were so restless last night and I thought a bribe…uh, treat might distract you so you could settle down…

Doodlebug: And it worked.

Me: Well, yeah, it did.

Sweetie: So time for another bribe…uh, treat.

Doodlebug: Yep. Look how jumpy and barky we are. A bribe…uh, treat is just the thing to encourage our cooperation and transition into bedtime mode.

Me: I’ve obviously made a mistake with the treats.

Sweetie: Yes. Yes, you have.

Doodlebug: Bribery is a hard habit to break on both ends. So fork ’em over and none of those cheap leftovers, not that we won’t gobble those up, too.

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: And I am a beautiful Princess whose beauty sleep has been interrupted two nights in a row. Make them stop, Lady Human.

Doodlebug: Yes, I order that, too! Enough is enough. The booming and banging is out of control.

Me: It has been louder and longer this year, I’ll admit. Not so much a New Year’s celebration as a letting off of steam.

Sweetie: I hear them. There they go again.

Me: Whatever they had left over from last night is being shot off now.

Doodlebug: Humans have no business calling bulldogs loud.

Sweetie: Yeah, we may bark wildly at random hours for no obvious reason, but at least we don’t blow up the sky.

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I am Sweetie, but I’m not the King or Queen or anything like that and that makes me so frustrated that I want to yell at everybody and why can’t I…

Me: Hold up there, girl. Settle down. How about a sunbath? It’s actually warmed up today.

Sweetie: …sunbathe like I want to, but noooo, the sky turned cold and stayed that way so no sunbath for Sweetie and…

Me: Listen! You can sunbathe today. It’s pleasant outside and dry. So go ahead…

Sweetie: …nobody cares that it’s been soooo boring during the bad weather…

Me: SWEETIE!

Sweetie: Huh? Did you say something, Lady Human?

Me: Isn’t it funny? When you are listening only to your own loud mouth go on and on, it is next to impossible to hear anything else.

Sweetie: Oh, don’t call yourself a loud mouth, ma’am. Now, as I was saying, if I could just go sunbathe a little…

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges. Here me roar!

Sweetie: I don’t care! Here me roar louder!

Doodlebug: No, hear me!

Sweetie: No, me!

Me: No! Both of you, hear ME! What the freakzone is going on? You’ve been at this insane barking for…I’ve lost count how many minutes.

Doodlebug: Well, it hasn’t been long enough!

Me: Yes, it has been!

Sweetie: You see, Doodle? It worked! We got her to bark, too!

Me: What are you up to?

Doodlebug: Nothing. That’s the problem.

Me: Okay. Too much unused energy. I get it. It’s still pretty cold outside, but it’s dry. You can run around and work some of it off.

Doodlebug: I just got warmed up.

Sweetie: Yeah, I feel all toasty now. Barking is great exercise.

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges. Make it stop, Lady Human.

Sweetie: She can’t. The humans don’t know how to make it stop.

Me: Make what stop?

Doodlebug: The strange.

Me: The strange what?

Sweetie: The strange everything.

Me: Could you be a little more specific?

Doodlebug: The too cold weather.

Sweetie: The humans running around like mad cows.

Doodlebug: The weird little lights everywhere.

Sweetie: The humans running around like mad cows.

Me: You already said that.

Sweetie: That’s a big one. I don’t like mad cows.

Me: Listen. It won’t stay cold forever and cold is normal in winter. And the holidays will be over soon, so less craziness…

Sweetie: A likely story. Next you’ll tell us that cows are normal.

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges. Lady Human, I have a complaint.

Sweetie: Stand in line! Lady Human, something is wrong. It is oh so cold IN THE HOUSE!

Doodlebug: Exactly! I know you humans do not manage the temperature outside very well, but at least inside it’s sometimes tolerable.

Me: Well, we’ve experienced something called an Arctic bomb cyclone.

Sweetie: I don’t care what it’s called. I call it stupid. Make it stop!

MoonCat: Meow!

Doodlebug: See! Even the cat says so and she never agrees with us on anything.

Me: The problem is that our central heating unit is not working right…

Sweetie: How come?

Me: I don’t know, but for the time being, we have our room heaters and we will make do.

Doodlebug: Make do? What is that? Yet another kind of human failure?

Me: Actually, it means we will get through this all right as uncomfortable as it may be for the short term.

Sweetie: Yep. Human failure.

Me: Hey, y’all did all right last night. You had your blankets and the little heater and I heard snoring all night long…

MoonCat: Meow. Make do.

Doodlebug: Bulldogs rule. We don’t “make do”. That’s for cats and humans.

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I am Doodlebug. King of the Olde English Bulldogges. I have a question.

Me: Nope. All questions postponed until tomorrow. Good night.

Doodlebug: I am the King. I cannot be postponed. My question is…

Me: Bedtime! No more questions! Good night!

Sweetie: But what about…

Me: Later!

MoonCat: Meow. Why does my water smell funny?

Me: Don’t know. Maybe your nose is working funny.

Sweetie: That was an answer, Lady Human. So my question is…

Me: Do you know what a snore is?

Doodlebug: Yes, of course.

Sweetie: Sure. We do it all the time.

Me: Snore.

Doodlebug: How come she gets to ask a question at bedtime?

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

Sweetie: So?

Doodlebug: The cat smells good.

Me: Yeah, I saw you all nose to nose.

Sweetie: It’s her food. I’ll have what she’s having.

Doodlebug: Me, too. Me first.

Me: No, you’ll have your regular food.

Sweetie: How come, Lady Human? Hers smells better.

Me: Nothing better. Just different. Of course, if you want to skip your teatime snack…

Doodlebug and Sweetie NOOO!

Sweetie: What would make you suggest such a terrible thing?

Doodlebug: Yeah, just because the cat’s breath smells delicious.

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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges. Lady Human, what’s that in your hand?

Me:  Nothing much.

Doodlebug:  Yes, it is. Put it down! That’s an order!

Me:  Oh, come on, boy. It’s just eyedrops. You’ve got some allergy goo in your right eye. You look like you’re winking.

Doodlebug:  Nobody touches the eyes. NOBODY! Not even me!

Me:  This doesn’t sting. The vet said this was the best stuff to use. It just takes a second….there…done.

Doodlebug:  Wait. That feels all right. My eye isn’t stuck in wink mode anymore. This is great! DON’T EVER DO THAT AGAIN!

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