I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Sweetie: I have an idea!
Me: Uh-oh.
Sweetie: No. Not an uh-oh idea. A good idea.
Doodlebug: Okay, I’ll bite. What is it? Not that one where we climb the tall fence and chase the stinky truck.
Sweetie: But there’s all those wonderful smells coming from it!
Doodlebug: Nope. Not happening.
Me: Nope. Bad idea.
MoonCat: Not all ideas are worth pursuing. Especially not stinky ones on wheels.
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I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Sweetie: Lady Human, there are two big bags of stuff in my favorite napping spot. And they don’t even smell interesting.
Me: Oh, I’ll move them. Those are just some old supplies I gathered that I’ve never used. I had notions about crafting decorations and stuffed animals and crocheting some more sweaters, but I never…
Sweetie: NO! NO! NO MORE SWEATERS! EVER!
MoonCat: Lady Human, kindly drive any notion of putting a sweater on me right out of your head and into the nearest refuse pile. For once, Sweetie and I stand united.
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