Sunday, October 28, 2007

Ooooo That Smell


This is Clark and Sam (Clark is the one without the pacifier.) They seem to have a few things in common. They both like to eat. They both like to sleep. They both tend to smell like crap! Now I understand this with Sam. Right now his waste management system is nothing more than absorbent and hopefully non-leaking materials that we need to change frequently. However, Clark likes to make himself smell this way. He found some piles somewhere in the backyard. I'm guessing that it's from some of the raccoons that tend to go through the area almost nightly. He likes to roll in it to the point of actually turning his white fur brown and getting remnants caught in the tags and buckle of his collar. Nothing quite like having that smell come bounding into the house. Two washings later, it's mostly gone. Worst part is, I can't find the deposits in the yard so I have no way of stopping this behavior right now. I do hope that Sam picks up on Clark's gentle nature and forgoes the romps in the fecal piles.

2 comments:

CTB said...

What band was that - Blue Oyster Cult? I was rivited by that sh*tty column. In his collar? Fer crissakes Clark...

Steve said...

No, man, that was by your all-time fave band Lynard Skynard.