Doggie present

So last night, Ralphie brought in some feces from outside, and spread the shards all over our bedroom floor -- including under the bed. Little bits everywhere...

I'm sure it was well-intentioned, but his "present" was the dickens to clean up. And it really stunk up the bedroom.

As a gentleman, I cleaned it up: my sense of smell is duller than The Lady's.


Two lessons learned:

(1) The outside of a dog smells better than the inside of a dog.

(2) The most sentimental of gifts are not always the ones you make yourself.


--GG