Lisa has the best nose of any human I know. She can smell a fart clear across the room and start in on CharlieGodammit. "Damn, Charlie! What the hell did you eat today, another cat?" Then to me: "You can't smell that? Really? Seriously?" I'm shrugging my shoulders, shaking my head 'no' and holding my breath and trying to keep a straight face.
I mean, what's the big deal? Sure, CGD farts, but he's a dog. Dogs fart, fact of life. Besides, he's good cover for me, although I don't think he appreciates the scolding too much.