Roaring Corgi

Might be over the line but that's the kind of blog this is

So. I did it. I took a picture of poop. It's not the first time only because I took pictures of John McCain's poop for evidence. But that was a rabbit and rabbit poop is sort of well, if it's not cute then it's at least non-offensive.

I saw this show on TLC last night called Truth Be Told I'm Obsessed with my Pet and I was like omg those people are NUTS seriously. Who dresses up their dogs for pageants? Who dresses up their kid for pageants for that matter?

Crazy people that's who.

But then I took a picture of Roxy's poop.
BECAUSE I WAS PROUD. (note to self: find out schedule for casting for the next episode of above mentioned show)

But please tell me if that's not just like the smoothest poop you've ever seen? It's like a nicely warmed tootsie roll all smooth and stuff.

That's how I explained it to my partner when I showed him the picture. I think he was shocked and that's saying a lot because I do a lot of stupid crap.

He said: you took a picture of poop?
Me: yeah look how smooth it is!
Him: you took a picture of poop.
Me: ..... Right...... Did you even look?
Him: honey. You took a picture of poop!

I'm not sure why he was confused because it's pretty simple. With all the epic digestive failures of these dogs I was PROUD of the amazingly normal turd I saw yesterday.

WHERE ARE MY PEOPLESSS??

Roxy definitely loves Crazy Dog more than he does her. I'm not even sure he gives a care if she stays or goes, often wishing she would just GO ALREADY.

He has this habit of sleeping on top of the two dog creates, I think to get away from Roxy actually. She hasn't figured this place out yet for some reason. It's his escape.

I don't blame him. Not a bit.

Roxy also has this need to know where everyone is at all times. She's a herding dog you know, so she needs to go oh there you are, where's the other person, oh okay right there. That makes two so we're good. <corgi sighs and sleeps soundly>

If I get up to move to another room, even for a second, she goes right with me. What if I disappeared or came back as TWO people? Her herd count would be off!

I have a favorite blog that writes about her Aussie that has this very same hang up.

My partner and I were IMing and he told me this story that sums up all of the above perfectly:

Him: this morning when i got out of the shower  roxy was on the ground and <crazy dog> was up on top of her crate
Him: and suddenly she got up and started looking around
Him: behind the bed etc
Him: then stood up and put her paws on the crate and saw where he was
Me: lol
Him: and ROARED with glee
Me: hahahaha
Me: I FOUND HIM
Him: like she was SO happy to find him
Me: she needed to count her family
Me: ONE WAS MISSING

Sharing

If you have been reading this blog (hi the two of you!) or following my fb or twitter, you know Roxy doesn't share well. She bosses well. At least it's something.

This morning I let them finish the milk from my cereal. I know. I don't really believe in feeding dogs people food. It will kill them. Or turn them into this.

But milk? I think that's okay. Every now and then. Roxy started drinking first - naturally. Then Crazy Dog approached. I winced, expecting Roxy to launch herself on him. Just yesterday she left her bone inside to run outside and chase a fly. Crazy Dog walked up to the back door and he was OMG PANIC WITHIN FEET OF HER BONE.

She turned in mid air and ran back inside, snarling and snapping at CD's face on the way.

I yelled at her. If any dog is going to bite at faces, it should be Crazy Dog.

So Roxy and the milk.

This is what transpired. I ALMOST DIED.

In case you missed the SHARING,see it up close:

And CD's enjoyment.... ah. Notice Roxy licking the enamel off the bowl lest she miss a drop.