“Guess what your son did today…”

March 5, 2008 at 9:46 pm | Posted in Puppy | 5 Comments

I’m not sorry to blog about my dog again, but here goes: As soon as I woke up this morning, I threw on a pair of jeans, a hooded sweatshirt, boots, and my winter coat and walked the dogs down to the field by our house for some roaming exercise. I was hoping they’d both get a long run in so that they’d be sleepy and take naps after I left for work, but Sam just keep walking in slow circles, combing one particular area.

So much for running.

I thought he had to poop and figured every one should find a spot they are comfortable when performing such intimate business and Sammy is no exception, so I let him scope out the perfect pooping target.

But he didn’t poop, and after ten minutes of letting him sniff out the same spot I began to turn and start walking toward our house. I looked back once more at Sam to find him with a big lump of crap in his mouth. Disgusting!

“DROP IT!!!!!!!!!!!” I yelled, and quickly realized that the crap had legs. Sam did as he was told and dropped the leggy poop at my feet and I examined his near breakfast.

It was a mouse. A dead mouse. That Sam had sniffed out from buried under the snow.

After nearly vomiting in my own mouth from the first thought of eating someone else’s shit, and then the second thought of eating a dead mouse, I realized that Sam did just what he was made to do: hounds are hunters.

I praised him, “Good boy Sam!” and pet him on the head as if he had just fetched me a winning lottery ticket.

As we walked the ten minutes toward our house, Sam almost frolicked with happiness. His ears flopped with each bouncy step as if he knew that he had just done a great service to hounds everywhere.

Needless to say, he won’t be licking my face tonight.

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