This blog entry is for the lowest common denominator of my blog readers.
This morning someone (I won’t specify who…but it wasn’t Josh) was sitting cuddled up with Henson, when she farted. A stinky one. Henson looked up, sniffed the air, then walked about 15 feet away, sat down and looked at me me with a strange look. (ahem! Did I say “me?” I meant to say “the person”). I didn’t think that human farts affected dogs. Apparently they do.
I guess I learn new things every day. Some things just prove to be more useful than others….
Well, there goes every attempt to make us seem like a classy couple.
Then again, I did laugh when I saw it happen.
The impressive thing is that I know the kinds of things out on the street and elsewhere that Henson has happily sniffed (and licked!) in the past, so I’m glad I wasn’t standing too near the epicenter of that one.
LOL! Steph, that’s hilarious!!! And then Josh!!! when you used the word “epicenter” I just about lost it. That makes me think of mushroom clouds and guys in radiation suits. Thanks for sharing Steph. I really mean that.
Boy, this entry really stinks.
It’s incredibly quiet in these comments. The silence is deafening!
Wait… I think I heard something…
Hehe, Freckles didn’t enjoy our passing of gas much either, which I found hilarious. She’d get up from the chair her and a “person” would be sharing, and leave the room. Yet when she did it, no biggie, and I’ve seen her eat and smell unsavory things as well. …beauty in the eye of the beholder?