Monday, December 19, 2016

A Bop on the Nose


Cyndi:  This is the scene from our back steps last Tuesday as the sun went down.  Wet, foggy, but so pretty.


Buddy:  Pretty?  You can say that because you didn't have to go out in it to pee.

Cyndi:  Speaking of pee, why did Marcus come home from your walk tonight smelling like poop?

Buddy:  That's an unusual story.  Are you sure you want to hear it?

Cyndi:  Of course!  I think.

Buddy:  You know how hyper Marcus is.  He's such a baby, he always has to have something in his mouth, so he kept chewing up all our leashes on our walks.  Jan finally broke him of it and he hasn't bothered my new leash for two or three months.  She was going to replace Merci's duct taped leash next.

Cyndi:  That isn't answering my question.

Buddy:  Actually it is.  You've read what Jan posted on our blog Saturday about Marcus and those two dogs that tried to start a fight.  (Rescued)  Marcus puts on a brave act but he's actually timid and insecure, which is why he's crated when Jan isn't here.  He was so hyped and nervous on our way home that he ground my leash between his teeth and now my leash has holes in it.

Cyndi:  I still don't see any connection.

Buddy:  Hang on.  I'm getting to the point.  Marcus has reverted to his leash chewing habit. On our walk tonight, she caught Marcus grinding new holes in my leash.  She didn't have an extra hand to stop him, so she bopped (oops, I thought bop meant a light tap) him on the nose with something soft - the bag of poop she was holding.  Guess what happened?

Cyndi:  Oh, no!

Buddy:  Yep, the bag broke.  Marcus looked down at the mess, then up at Jan and said, "I didn't make that mess. I'm not cleaning it up."

Cyndi:  So who did?

Buddy:  Jan, of course.  That's what we pay her to do.

Cyndi:  I didn't know we pay her.

Buddy:  We don't, not in cash, but we keep her busy and give her lots of stories to tell her friends.

Cyndi:  I don't think she's going to be telling her friends the poop bag story.

Buddy:  Neither do I.  That's why we're telling it for her.


11 comments:

  1. Oh dear! Not a very nice thing to happen - but it made me laugh!
    That's Purrfect

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  2. Hari OM
    yeeechh... Marcus, I only hope the experience has yo thinking before you chew next time!!! Hugs and wags, YAM-aunty xxx

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  3. OMD OMD Marcus... you were the VICTIM of a case of ASSult and BUTTery by being Bopped with a Bag of POOPS???? WHAT in the WORLD was Miss Jan THINKING??? THIS sounds like a COURT CASE in the making.
    If you need me... call ERNIE the ATTORNEY... 878-787-8787

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  4. Bopped in the nose with poop? Well, that's pretty funny... in an awful, horrid way, Marcus!!!! (Hehehehehe...)

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  5. That'a a pretty crappy smack down MOL!

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  6. There are nose bops and there is a poop bop....

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  7. The last dog we had, Katie, always had to carry a toy in her mouth the whole time she went for a walk. One was a giant jack, it was funny.

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  8. Santa is watching
    Not Naughty,
    Lily & Edward

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  9. TeeHeeHee...Poor Marcus!! We are very glad Jan has you all to tell her stories!!!
    Smileys!
    Dory, Jakey, Arty & Bilbo

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  10. Oh my goodness, that's a funny story for us. We think Marcus might think otherwise.

    Be careful chewing those leashes Marcus, you might not get to go for walks without them.

    Sasha, Sami, & Saku

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  11. Oopsie!! BOL!!

    Once petcretary had a bag of doo-doo and there was nowhere to put it in a trash can, so she pocketed it...and when she got home she forgot to put it in her own trash can...oopsie...it was a while later that her and her sister were in the kitchen when her sister said...do you smell something?? Oopsie...sac-o-poopie!! OMD! BOL!!

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