yeah, reminds me of my old dog dude. great dog, but he had a real problem with gas. used to hate coming home and opening the door. he be there happy as hell to see me and farting his ass off like mad. tried everything the vet told me to do, but no luck. he was farting until he passed on. honest to God, the smell would damn near kill you.
Now that's what I call relaxed. Cute
ReplyDeleteyeah, reminds me of my old dog dude. great dog, but he had a real problem with gas.
ReplyDeleteused to hate coming home and opening the door. he be there happy as hell to see me and farting his ass off like mad. tried everything the vet told me to do, but no luck. he was farting until he passed on. honest to God, the smell would damn near kill you.
Needs a rub.
ReplyDeleteNow that is what ya call, Plum Tuckered Out.
ReplyDeleteI've been that drunk before.
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