Saturday, January 8, 2011

My dog sucks at most things.  He learns slow, eats slow, is too needy, and quite frankly is often off-putting to guests.  He's always wanted to just fit in with the pack.  He wants his parents to love him ALL THE TIME.  We have to understand that he's simple and just wants lots and lots of love.  From you.  Now.  I see him for who he is, and I do love him, probably more than we both know.  

I've been observing him for a while, and he has great posture.  The best doggy posture I've seen, and I've been around the dog park if you know what I mean.  I mean, I've seen a lot of dogs is all.  Anyway, I didn't start this to tell you about how great his posture is or that he sucks at everything.  He has one special talent that I haven't seen in any other dog yet.  He can do it as many as ten times a day.  (I've counted.)  Besides sleeping sitting upright in his excellent posture, he is a fan of standing propped up with his paws on the window sill.  It's commonplace to see him in this pose now so I'm not impressed with this.  What impresses me is the phhhtt's and thhhfffttt's and squeaks that come out of his rear when he does this.  My dog doesn't just smell.  He farts, and he farts really well.

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