
I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Me: Doggone it! Sorry, y’all! I got frustrated there when that thing wouldn’t come loose.

Sweetie: You barked, Lady Human! You barked out loud!
Me : Yeah. I let loose what my father used to call a fake cussword. Sorry.
Doodlebug: That’s okay. We get upset and bark, too. So where has that dog gone?
Me: What?
Sweetie: Yeah, where has the dog gone? I didn’t see it.
Me: No, there’s no other dog. That’s the fake cussword. It’s made up.

MoonCat: Uh-oh. I think we’ve entered one of those human arenas we should have left well enough alone.
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