It all started out innocent enough. Rufus and I were outside having a grand old time playing The Best Game Ever.
When out of the corner of his eye, he spotted IT.
Ooooh, I may look sweet and innocent...
He tried SO HARD to resist the temptation.
Must....not....give...in
But, alas, Rufus has the self-control of an eight-year-old child, and the poo was CALLING HIS NAME.
Poo is to Rufus what catnip is to kitties. See the possessed-Rufus-eye?
Ahhhh
I think it's safe to say he was very pleased with his new cologne.
Where was Stella during all of this, you might ask?
Off somewhere being stoic.
7 comments:
Ahh yes. The lure of poop. Coulee likes to roll in it, Lacey likes to eat it. I feel your pain.
Thanks for the award! It is our first ever!!! I need to find a few moments to actually blog but I will get to it!
It's stronger than you Rufus!:)
I hope your mom is not mad at you!
Kisses
Rufus and Indie
hahahaa, you had me so worried he was going to chase something out of the yard!!
I love to roll. But at the dog park if I'm not rolling, I'm sitting there as stoic as Stella!
Poor Rufus. Mom said my downfall is bunnies. If I smell or see them, there's no way to distract me.
Thanks for the kind words!
Cat poop is Marge's #1 favorite thing to eat, roll in.. everything.. so I feel your pain!
Oh man, boy am I glad that Red has yet to discover the joys of rolling in poop! It's a good thing Rufus is so cute! Haha!
And I like stoic Stella :)
Oh no, a case of brownback. I had a GSD who used to do that :(
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