I Don’t Know What That Is…and I Don’t WANT to Know What That Is

By Dustin

I live with two dogs and two cats.  They’re all good dudes. They pee and poop in the appropriate places (outside/in litter box), they’re regularly groomed and are very clean.

But sometimes, SOMETIMES, I find something on the ground, on their bedding, on my ARM after one of them has rubbed up against me…

What is it exactly? Some little brown, slimy, goopy thing. Can’t identify it. Don’t know what end of the animal it came out of. Where’s my pet spray? WHERE’S MY PET SPRAY!?

OK, it’s gone…whatever it was. I need to wash my hands. NOW. For a long, long time.

I have no idea what that was, and I really, really don’t want to know what it was.

I need a shower.

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Dustin recently realized how deep his love for dogs was when he caught himself whistling while picking up dog poop in the back yard.

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