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The perils of love

Poppy, our purebred rescue Greyhound, tries to make sure she is wherever I am in the house.  If I am at the computer in my workspace, she will leave kennel and kibble and come lie down where she can be near me.

This is usually fine.

Today, however, is different.  We are trying  a new brand of dogfood, as both of them were not touching the current stuff (it may have gone rancid).  Greyhounds have very delicate  digestions, and when you change their food, it takes several days for them to settle into it.  During that time, their innards produce various indignities.  And Poppy makes sure I'm there to enjoy them with her.

My Fartz Is Deadly.

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ccdesan
Nov. 2nd, 2008 10:46 pm (UTC)
Oh, gasp. Pliny the Elder thought Vesuvius' pyroclastic flows were deadly, but he must never have stayed in the same room with a farting dog. My deepest condolences...
oceansedge
Nov. 2nd, 2008 11:27 pm (UTC)
Could be worse....

She could be riding around on your shoulder.
sleepyjohn00
Nov. 4th, 2008 08:59 pm (UTC)
That would be a parroty error.
seumas_13
Nov. 3rd, 2008 02:51 am (UTC)
Could you blend the old food with the new for a while?
That helps with cats, but I don't know about dogs.
sleepyjohn00
Nov. 4th, 2008 09:00 pm (UTC)
Doesn't help if the old stuff had gone rancid; I think that's why they rejected the new bag of the old stuff, after a few days.
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