I must say, my feelings are hurt.
I was officially discovered back in 1930 (Earth year) by a very nice guy by the name of Clyde Tombaugh. A sweet little 11-year old girl by the name of Venetia Burney gave me my name.
I've been in the minds of generations of you humans. Each and every one of you grew up with the understanding that I was a planet in your solar system. This Earth of yours has now said you have only 8. I'm now a "dwarf" planet. A "dwarf" is a short, stocky humanoid creature. I'm not that at all. I don't have an argument that would be suitable for you humans. Your scientific studies have now ousted me from your minds and hearts. I'm a cold and icy planet, somewhere around -400 degrees fahrenheit. You all only make me feel colder. Well, Jjacks doesn't.
Despite your "scientific" studies, I'm a planet in your solar system. I've been around these parts before any of your parents parents parents parents x10 to the millionth power were even thought of. I'm bigger and so I win.
Stop being mean to me, I'm a planet for crying out loud.