Our old dog would’ve written something about how she found poop and first rolled in and then ate it. And how mean we were for forcing a bath upon her afterwards. Destroying all her work.
She loved smelly things. Fox poop was her favorite .-.
And she herself was a smelly thing as well. After we picked her up from the farm, she ripped some very nasty farts in the car, bringing all of us to tears.






















Alle 14 Tage schaut hier ein Ehepaar vorbei und putzt ein bisschen, weil ich nicht mehr hinterherkomme. Die bezahle ich in bar, ob sie das bei sich offiziell abrechnen überlasse ich den beiden.