A certain young lady trod in something nasty on her trip to the woods on Friday. Unfortunately I only realised half way home, and so the inside of the car was covered in poo-prints. Both dog beds needed an urgent wash.Today, we reach the car and she has a brown streak across the middle of her head. And her muzzle has brown smudges. Luckily I keep baby wipes and kitchen roll in the car, but even so... I could cheerfully swap her for something less poo-encrusted.
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Buddha once ran by a pond edged with tall grasses. He had a great time. Evidently, pheasants also enjoy that area. Later, I had to soap him up three times in order to get rid of the pheasant poop and the smell. The backseat of the car never responded to home treatment. I ended up having to have the car interior professionally cleaned. Sometimes I think two goldfish in a bowl would make nice pets.
Pheasant poop! You're the only person I know who's had that that one... There are times when being unique isn't necessarily enjoyable.
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