I'm sure its never occurred to humans how dogs, no matter how much light, manage to run through a yard and not step in any poo, whereas humans managed to ALWAYS step in poo.
First of all, when you live with a lazy human woman who NEVER scoops the yard, despite her high tech poo scooper that makes scooping poo easy and clean, believe me, you develop a plan for pooing that involves only pooing in low traffic areas, plotting paths, and enforcing the claw when one of your gimpy co-horts violates the rule and leaves a tasty little package where it isn't suppose to be.
Coupled with our ultra high tech sensors such as 7 miles of nose buds that can smell poo (and tasty dead things to roll in) from miles away, and a keen sense of eyesight that rivals that bogus 6 million dollar man guy, we are perfectly capable of avoiding the most nasty of things no matter the lighting...
Except...
So, early this morning, despite the fact its one of those days where the human woman claims she is able to sleep in and not feed us or give us treats, or whatever and can lounge in my bed for hours and hours, we got her lazy butt up so we could pee and I needed to poo. Its dark, but per our poo arrangement, I am able to easily navigate the minefield of the back yard and do my "business" and navigate back to the house, expecting my breakfast.
Mutatoe, who continues to be a suck up wannabe, ran over to where I had been and...
... he's so embarrassing, I mean seriously! Like he couldn't smell that? I would have smacked him down, but eeeuuuw.
He's all sorts of upset now because the human woman now calls him the "Pootatoe". I think that name is going to stick... pun intended.
Meeshka
First of all, when you live with a lazy human woman who NEVER scoops the yard, despite her high tech poo scooper that makes scooping poo easy and clean, believe me, you develop a plan for pooing that involves only pooing in low traffic areas, plotting paths, and enforcing the claw when one of your gimpy co-horts violates the rule and leaves a tasty little package where it isn't suppose to be.
Coupled with our ultra high tech sensors such as 7 miles of nose buds that can smell poo (and tasty dead things to roll in) from miles away, and a keen sense of eyesight that rivals that bogus 6 million dollar man guy, we are perfectly capable of avoiding the most nasty of things no matter the lighting...
Except...
So, early this morning, despite the fact its one of those days where the human woman claims she is able to sleep in and not feed us or give us treats, or whatever and can lounge in my bed for hours and hours, we got her lazy butt up so we could pee and I needed to poo. Its dark, but per our poo arrangement, I am able to easily navigate the minefield of the back yard and do my "business" and navigate back to the house, expecting my breakfast.
Mutatoe, who continues to be a suck up wannabe, ran over to where I had been and...
He's all sorts of upset now because the human woman now calls him the "Pootatoe". I think that name is going to stick... pun intended.
Meeshka
Hee hee hee! "Pootatoe". Hee hee hee.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Ammy
Pootatoe! Love it!!
ReplyDeleteWell, I have to admit that I, Mango, have stepped in poo, but it is not my fault. PeeWee insists on pooping in the play area.
ReplyDeleteSlobbers,
Mango
So, that now makes him a Mutapootatoe?
ReplyDeletePoor Loki.
Holly
Ahahahhahahahha! Pootatoe! I love it.
ReplyDeleteAs you know, Qannik seems to miss many of his senses, like common sense. Unfortunately, he also appears to lack poo-radar because he has an innate ability to step in all of the wrong places. Particularly a challenge with white fur.
ReplyDeleteHahahahahaha! Our mom has often wondered how we miss the land mines! She has seen us do the "sidestep" in almost no light! She isn't that coordinated...almost every time she goes into the back yard, she ends up with poo on her shoes!
ReplyDeleteAire-hugs,
Penny & Patches
Ha-roo roo roo, oh Meeshka, woo do make us laugh! We're pretty good at avoidance, even during high-speed zoomies. But this morning our mom....well, maybe we should call her "mommy-poo" today.
ReplyDeletejack a-roo & miss moo
Ewww, how does a dog manage to step in poo?
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Oskar