Judgy Faces – Conversations with Doodlebug and Sweetie

Posted on by H.J. Hill

I am Doodlebug, King of the Olde English Bulldogges.

And I am Sweetie and I have something to say.

Me: Why should today be any different?

Doodlebug: Me first. I am the King. Lady Human, we love you despite all your faults.

Sweetie: Yes, we love you even though you don’t feed us fresh steak.

Me: I don’t even get fresh steak.

Doodlebug: We know, but we forgive you. And sometimes our meals are like 5 minutes late.

Me: But sometimes they’re an hour early…

Sweetie: And we forgive you for that, too.

Doodlebug: And sometimes you’re a little slow understanding what we want.

Me: A problem with translation, no doubt.

Doodlebug: Bottom line, we forgive you.

Sweetie: Yes. While you are far from perfect, we know you are doing the best you can. As pitiful as that is.

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Pretty Is As Pretty Does – Conversations with Stella

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Stella:    Whatcha doin’, Lady Human?

Me:        I’m sewing some bling on an old top to make it look better. I want to look good come Saturday.

Stella:    Saturday?

Me:        That’s what we call the seventh day of the week. Each day has a name.

Stella:    And humans are supposed to look good on Saturday?

Me:        Well, I need to look good on this coming Saturday. My youngest child is getting married.

Stella:    Your puppy?

Me:        No, Stella. Human child. Not puppy. Remember?

Stella:    What is ‘married’?  Is that like taking a long, long nap?

Me:        It can feel like that sometimes, but, no, it is when 2 people start a life together. This Saturday is my daughter’s wedding day. There will be a ceremony.

Stella:    A ceremony. I understand. Like when a dog buries a bone.

Me:        Not exactly. Humans dress up for our ceremonies. I am trying to look decent for this wedding, but I’m not sure I’m succeeding.

Stella:    Humans worry about silly things. Your child is getting married and you are thinking about how your clothes look.

Me:        Humans can be very judgmental.

Stella:    Your clothes don’t make you. Your heart makes you. If I were getting married, I would want you to be there, no matter what you were wearing. I love you for your heart, Lady Human, not for your clothes.

Me:        Thank you, Stella. I love you for your heart, too, not for your…well…lack of clothes.

Stella:    Hey, are you calling me naked?

Me:        Yeah.

Stella:    Fair enough.

 

 

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