For anyone who isn't familiar with dogs, they fart and it is bad. Worse than people's. For anyone who isn't familiar with Danes, they produce ten times the stink as a regular dog. I was messing around in the office this weekend and one of the boys was crop dusting. I had my suspicions as to who it was....(starts with Porter.) Instead of singling out one farter, I threw all the puppies outside. I opened the window to air the joint out and went back to my bill paying. I heard Lexi's little woe-is-me squeaking and turned to shush her, only to see this.
Clearly, there was some bitterness from those not breaking wind. I started laughing and told Lexi to go get her ball. She raced off to locate it under the deck, her personal haven from the big boys. Hudson refused to leave the window, making sure I was well aware of his feelings of martyrdom.
