Elusive Diversions

elusive exclusivity – hey, it rhymes

No, not his shadow. His farts. Seriously, I’ve been dying to find a way to catch him in the act, sound effect and all, but it’s just not possible. So I just need to write about it.

Peanut, my little and younger dog (though still 7 years old), jumps up and runs away when he toots. I’ll be sitting somewhere, minding my own business when I hear a little air pocket… a sort of wwwfft sound… and Peanut will start and run off like, “Hey dude, I don’t know WHAT just happened, but that sure as heck wasn’t me.” It is really funny when you see/hear it happen, and I just had to share. Especially with you Maria.

(Oh, and other times, he’ll just sniff it… I swear. Disgusting.)