You might ask, Vonda did you have a nice Friday afternoon lunch? Nope would be my answer. I go home, put the pups out front on the tie outs, a neighbor walks over to talk for a few and I look up and there goes Chewy prancing down the road. 25 minutes later after I finally got him in my car, I realize that he has rolled around in something dead or some animal poop. The smell was so bad that I literally had to hold my head out the window while gagging. Nasty stuff. Ugh! Took him home, gave him a quick bath, changed clothes and race back to work. Now, I can still smell the grossness. Hope no one else can. Sorry!
Posted on: Fri, 16 Aug 2013 17:15:32 +0000
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