"Oh no…Gee whiz Pluto, I guess you aren't a planet anymore huh?"
Mickey Mouse had just seen the news. It was official. Pluto had just been stripped of its planetary status. Being 2-D cartoon characters, they didn't quite grasp the fine line between animated Pluto and the ex-planet Pluto. Astronomy does take 3-D thinking after all…
Pluto the dog sulked in the corner, moaning miserably and occasionally howling his dismay. His tail was lifelessly tucked between his legs, black ears drooping flat, eyes still red and tearing up at his loss.
He was going to miss his customized 'Pluto' dog dish. He was going to miss their silly neighbor Goofy. He was going to miss Minnie's sweet demeanor and surprise visits. He was even going to miss that psychotic Donald Duck with his unintelligible lisp. It is hard to talk coherently with a beak…
But most of all he was going to miss his owner Mickey.
The great original Mickey Mouse whom he had been with from Day One.
It was a depressing thought that he would have to travel so far just to visit his former owner. But that's what the news reporters and the scientists said.
He didn't have the capacity to question the scientific and abstract. He didn't even have the capacity to make his own choices.
So when he was told he was no longer a planet, but a Dwarf planet, acceptance was his only option. No matter how much it would hurt to leave.
He had to go where all the other dwarves lived.
As he set off loping through the woods, he wistfully wondered if Snow White knew where to buy canned dog food.
Little did poor Pluto know, Snow White didn't even have a can opener…
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Okaaay...I know that was weird. Complete crack. I couldn't NOT do it...
It's just that I am really sad about those crazy scientists booting Pluto off the solar system! Who told them they could decide that? How am I going to do that little mnemonic trick if Pluto isn't on the end? I can't have "My Velvet Elephant..." without Peanuts!
Yes...It is a tragedy. Pluto will always be a planet in my mind! Hoo-rah.