Patchworkpony
Well-Known Member
Hands up all those who love dogs but can't stand the smell of dog poop. Be honest!
I've got one that loves the smell of it, and she loves the taste of it too! She prefers it warm and fresh, but if I've failed to pick up one dump, and one which has been out all night, and there's nothing 'fresh', then she'll make do with second best! She rarely eats the **** from other males, preferring that of her sister's.
I've done my best to like the dog concerned, but she's a revolting and wretched creature.
Alec.
Perhaps getting a dog is a bad idea after all!!!!!!!I've got one that loves the smell of it, and she loves the taste of it too! She prefers it warm and fresh, but if I've failed to pick up one dump, and one which has been out all night, and there's nothing 'fresh', then she'll make do with second best! She rarely eats the **** from other males, preferring that of her sister's.
I've done my best to like the dog concerned, but she's a revolting and wretched creature.
Alec.
Oh God I wish I hadn't read that just before sitting down to supper! I do so agree about the horse poo - I can even pick it up in my hands if need be but dog and cat poo is definitely an acquired taste.As a rule I can generally cope with dog poop. I've always had a preference for horse poop though (yes, I know that sounds highly weird but you know what I mean).
Anyway, I shall try and describe my dog poop story from this last weekend as I don't see why others shouldn't share the pain.
Walked the dogs as normal Friday afternoon/evening. Rufus found yet another dead squirrel to carry about for a while but this isn't unusual for him, the daft article.
I was actually going out Friday night, so off I poddled for a lovely dinner with my mates. Lovely food, lovely company, got home about 10.30pm. Well.........I could smell it the second I opened the front door.
It's fair to say (without going into graphic detail) there was proper nasty watery poop all over the kitchen. Ooh it was glorious after being stuffed full of steak & ale pie and chips!!
The process of elimination revealed Rufus to be the culprit (I have three dogs) as he was also being sick, poor chap. Now, Rufus is NEVER poorly and is the cleanest dog on the planet so this came as quite a shock that it was him.
Because he's not a sickly dog we took a trip to the vets on Saturday morning and lo and behold he had a temperature, so I don't think the squirrel is entirely to blame. He's as right as a bobbin now, not quite back to full food rations but not far off and no more 'incidents'.