As you might know from reading my previous posts, Snowie's favourite delicacy is human poo. And unfortunately, given the circumstances of many in our city, there are homeless people who have nowhere "to go" except in the bushes around the mountain trails. Of course to Snowie's delight! First low: Simply eating human poo and having Stink Mouth. This is an on-going low. Second low: Vomiting up human poo on our bedroom carpet. The new low: I have taken heed of others' comments about interacting with my boy on walks -- this was when I wrote about listening to podcasts. In fact, I probably interact with him more now whereas before I'd walk along lost in my own thoughts. Yesterday we had reached our turning point on our walk to go back. At this point Snowie often wanders off into the scrub to find a dried out stick and loves to carry it back with him. Meanwhile I started making my way back and passed two women with their Boston, a rather wary dog. Snowie came bounding down and I was so impressed with how he didn't invade the Boston's space, had a cursory stop and greet and then moved on. When he caught up with me I praised him and scratched his back to his delight (he has such a happy face when I do this), and for extra good measure (since I had been listening to a podcast and made an extra effort to "be with" my boy), I kissed him on the nose. Eeuw. I didn't dare lick my lips the entire way back. And when I got home I rinsed my mouth out with apple cider vinegar.
Just snortled into my coffee. Thank you for that image, it will stay with me all day. Classic work, Snowie....
I do love all your responses! I was worried I'd not get over it. But it's another day and another thing -- this time bin day and rubbish strewn everywhere on our corner (someone's bin must've fallen over). Snowie was on leash but guess what he grabbed: a baby's nappy (and yes, it was with you know what)! I was amazed that he actually dropped it when I said, "DROP!" (I was NOT going to pull it out of his mouth with my bare hands.)
As disgusting as it is, I got a good laugh. Then I quickly turned to Stryker and told him NO eating of poo of any kind, EVEEEEEEEEER! He was napping and lifted his head like, "What did I do?"
