One of these days, I would like a dog that does not fart. Or, should it fart, that does not have that overwhelming, clear the room immediately, aroma. Until then, I think it is high time I experimented with charcoal tablets. Speaking of dogs, what is it about puppies that is so adorable? Is it the way they follow you everywhere, adoring your every move? Or is it the eating of their own feces, followed by frantic attempts to lick your face?
Hmmm . . . here’s a thought: Perhaps if the dogs ate less feces, they wouldn’t fart as much. Or at least wouldn’t smell so bad. The worst experience so far has been the poomit from Hiro, the lab pup. Dog, if you are going to run around cleaning up the steaming piles of your packmates, please don’t then vomit it, half-digested, onto the dining room carpet. It was a tough call between cleaning it up or just burning down the house and moving on.
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