My dog answers one of my many questions about why it takes so long for them to decide where "do their thing."
Question from Larry:
OK, here’s a good question. When you dogs go out to “relieve” yourselves you may walk around smelling places and moving from place to place. It seems you may try several places before you finally “do your thing.” Why is that?
Answer from Phydoux:
Remember, we have extraordinary senses. We can tell so much by just sniffing a little. We even have ESP talents from just a little sniff of the lawn. So, listen close and I’ll tell you. When we are walking around in your yard, we are smelling where you have been. If we smell a lot of places, our ESP tells us where you are going to be the next time you walk through the yard. That is the point where we want to leave our little deposit. We love to watch you yell and hop around when you step there. See, it’s not complicated.
I've been trying to figure this out for so long, and here you've made it so simple! I've had to read all of Phydoux stories out loud to my guests. We're all sitting around laughing - so much better than watching TV!
Reviewed by chris stienstra
9/13/2007
Ya know Larry, I think there may be some truth to this! I'm still laughing! Now you'll have me looking down at the grass!!
My best regards,
Chris
Be patient, friends. I started this 4 years ago but got bogged down so I'm working on it now. It's far from finished. This after noon Phydoux was talking about his ideas for politics. When it's down, I'll send it in.
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