Sadly another “Based on actual events” post….
Diana Prince does a quick transformation spin to become Wonder Woman.
Spin! Spin! Spin!
I have never seen anything like this in al the years I have been taking care of pups. Normally the process is to spin, then poo. Not Toby. He decided to combine the two into a new art form. A really messy, far-flung art form. Thanks, Toby. All that poo-hunting out in the snow was great for my cold.
What can I say? I used to be fartsy, now I am artsy!
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The Adventures of Bitey Dog 
LOL! That reminds me of Winkie. He was a meandering pooper, you had to follow him around all over whatever area he staked out, and keep your eyes peeled!
Ha! Meandering Pooper! (I picture it to be set to the music of Beautiful Dreamer.) I have a friend whose dog stands on his front paws so he can lift his hind end over the shrubs to poop in the neighbor’s yard. At least our boys aren’t quite that creative.
HA! Maybe he is channeling Jackson Pooplock…er…Pollock! 😉 😀
(((HUGS))) 🙂
PS…How can you EVER be upset at a face like that! 🙂
That’s how he gets away with all of this nonsense.
Jackson Pooplock – I love it!
He probably did it on a dare.
Who has been daring him, I wonder?
We used to call my Max, Sir Maxwell Poopsalot. 🙂 This post had me rolling, by the way
Sir Poopsalot…he is royalty…I love it!
Oh, he was totally the ruler of the Kingdom and he knew it. My husband once called him an oaf, and he growled. I hooted.
One time I told Geordie that as his Loofah dog was his toy, he was my toy. He got soooo mad! I had to laugh and pretend that I was joking. Once I realized how much English Geordie understood, I knew not to make casual statements like that.
It’s amazing what they actually understand. I realized today that Maverick understands “get in the car” but does not understand “up,” which was the word I always used with Max.
Oh, no! I hope Pippin doesn’t hear about this!
Cover his eyes so he doesn’t read this!