Sunday, August 26, 2012

Ending the Weekend on a Low (Smelly) Note

Took Andy to the park this morning. It was a lovely walk until we got back to the car and I was like, "What's that smell?!?" I turned around and realized Andy had poo all over one side of him. Arg! Again! The photo above is the precise moment he covered himself in said poop - we just didn't realize what was happening at the time. After a gag inducing car ride home we marched Andy straight to the bath tub and shampooed him multiple times. On the plus side his coat is soft and he smells nice and fresh. Dirty, disgusting boy!


  1. after having been a dog owner for most of my life, a pet-sitter, and all-around dog lover, i STILL don't know what compels them to roll around in things that smell of death and/or poop, oftentimes interchangeable. it's like a tractor beam; it beckons them and pulls them in. and they must, MUST, get as much of their surface area covered in decay/feces as possible. it's like a dog rule!

    1. crack me up! It's so true. How is it that we can be in a gigantic park and Andy always manages to hone in on a pile of crap or a dead mouse? Dogs are filthy but ya gotta love them!