Friday, April 20, 2007

I've been wondering for a while...

Why is it that no matter how badly a dog must go, he will always pace and pace until he finds that perfect spot on which he may deposit his business even in a fenced backyard?

"Gotta make sure I'm still allowed to poop here."?

Sometimes I wish he'd just go. Especially in the rain of course. Luckily we're in for sunny skies on this Hawaiian Shirt Friday and I'm willing to stand in the early morning sun, drinking my coffee before work. Go ahead and sniff, buddy. I'm in no rush today.

But I still think it's weird.

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