Sunday leisure
Standing out in the cold drizzle, hosing shit off a dogs neck is not my idea of a pleasant way to spend a Sunday afternoon.
Standing out in the cold drizzle, hosing shit off a dogs neck is not my idea of a pleasant way to spend a Sunday afternoon.
Ooh Yummy!……How did the dog get shit on it's neck?
Dogs like to find a piece of stray shit lying around. They then plough their necks through it. I suppose it's their equivalent to Eau de Cologne [or should I say Eau de Toilette?]
Ah, I see!…you've got (what I call) a Roller!…I have a German Shepherd that doesn't do that. The last one I had used to love to eat it!….Dogs they all have their own idiosyncrasies!
Some dogs have really endearing habits? We had one once who loved to lick bird shit. It made his teeth chatter. Weird?!
When I was in UK, I had a couple of Westies, and both of them used to love to sniff out fox shit to roll in. Dunno if you've ever smelled fox shit, but it has a quite singular aroma…
That is one of life's little pleasures that I have so far denied myself, so I can't comment.
Several years ago, when I was working for a carpenter whilst taking care of my elderly parents, I was finishing out a picture window on an old farmhouse located at the top of a mountain in late November with nothing but fields and woods around the place. So I let my dog, Friday, loose for the day while I finished painting out the window. I mean, with all that open acreage around, what possible kind of trouble could she get herself into?
Around 4:00 in the afternoon, it became a bit too chilly to paint any further so I closed up my paint can and hollered for Friday figuring she'd get back from wherever she was by the time I cleaned up. And she did–covered in shit. Not a single dwelling in sight for over a mile in any direction and she managed, somehow, to find a pile of horse shit to roll herself in. Unbelievable. And a 40 mile trip back home in a small car with the heat on. And Friday had long hair to boot. So hose away, Grandad, and count yourself lucky. It could have been worse.
I'm sure Friday thought she smelled delicious?
They were working on the neighbours house here a few years ago and opened up the septic tank to clear and remove it. A dog from up the lane promptly jumped in for a swim and one of the builders had to go in after him. That was quite an aromatic adventure?
Ahhhhh !………You have to love them………….Don't you? ? ? ?
No.
I'm with Nisakiman over the fox-shit, my previous dog used to love the stuff, also cow but didn't care much for horse (thank heavens – I used to have one, see avatar) BUT the very worst I ever came across was swan-droppings!!
I always thought that avatar was a self portrait? I have never seen a swan around here [nearest still water is over five miles away] so unfortunately I have been denied the pleasures of sniffing swan-poo. I'll just take your word for it?
Yeah! My Wicklow Collie loves her poop de jour too. No matter what the fuck I do the bitch always finds a fresh shit to plough through. Bird shit, hen shit, any shit she can find. She is washed regularly but she still loves a good shit.
I think its a primeval doggie pack acceptance thing. Fukkit, I don't accept it. The fukker gets cleaned brushed and pampered and then finds a steamer from any creature and rubs the crud on her neck and ends up stinking like fuck.
Dogs are great but, jasus, do they really wreck your head.
I think our lass may be learning. She is pretty thick as dogs go, but she is begriming to associate a shitty neck with a brisk, cold and very wet hose-down which she does not like.
Tried that repeatedly, She's obviously too thick.
Heh! your dog just is'nt trained GD.
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Brilliant" But you'll probably find he's just bringing it home to make into a "mud pack"?
Heh! he was afraid of the septic tank charge and thinks by bringing it with him, Uncle Phil won't notice.