Ewwww!
Ok, Keagan just demolished his former record as Most Disgusting Dog on the Planet. (Previous winning offense was, of course, emptying his anal glands in my bed.) He just tried to bring a dead chipmunk into my house. And by dead, I don't mean fell out of a tree two hours ago. I mean barely recognizable and very smelly pelt, that had clearly already been picked over by most of the insect world.
Thank goodness I caught him before he got it in the door, as his favorite place for 'treats' is on my pillow...*shudders*
How have dogs survived this long as a species? Why haven't their insane urges to eat entirely inappropriate things wiped them out?
Thank goodness I caught him before he got it in the door, as his favorite place for 'treats' is on my pillow...*shudders*
How have dogs survived this long as a species? Why haven't their insane urges to eat entirely inappropriate things wiped them out?