Why am I wearing surgical gloves to give my dog a bowl of water?
Well, yesterday morning, he jumped in the bank of the Seine, and it must have been a stagnant pool (hidden by the brush) because it was unbeLIEvably smelly. So I gave him a bath. Then last night, he found a dead crow, so he rubbed his face and body in it with heady delight. And then he wouldn’t come when I called because his savage instincts had taken over. He just munched on his bird.
Why, oh WHY didn’t anyone tell me this part about having a dog? Why, oh WHY didn’t I get a cat who just likes to roll in catnip?
So why am I wearing surgical gloves when I give my dog a bowl of water? Because this morning he found a dead possum in the field and he rolled in it.
And a piece of it got stuck in his collar.
And I had to get it out.
Ouch! NOT possum! PORCUPINE!!!!
Why didn’t anyone tell me? Why?
Potty training has nothing on this.