“Dumb dog, why are you rolling in poo?”

Apparently my dog got tired of rolling in poop this morning and decided to romp around in my muddy garden.  I had begun putting the garden out of its misery yesterday and had pulled most of the plants out, so the ground was soft, clumpy, and gooey.  So I yelled at him.

“Not cool, dog!  There will be no mud tracked into MY house!  Get OUT!”

Only, he couldn’t figure out how.  He just kept prancing around in the 3×6 foot area, not noticing the area where the chicken-wire fence had been pushed down so it was only 8 inches high. 

I gave up washing his fur years ago.  I decided that if he was going to roll in the filth, then he’d just have to deal with the large chunks of hair that would be missing when I cut the filth out of his fur.  And if the other dogs make fun of him because he looks like a toddler left unsupervised in the art room?  Not.  My.  Problem.

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~ by NinjaPrincess on September 25, 2008.

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