Hello again.
So on our last two walks with the good natured hellhound that is Snoops he's rolled in a dead deer! The smell is so bad even Honey didn't want to stand next to him, I thought N would be sick but he's made of sterner stuff. After the first morning of rolling in death I thought as we approched that field N would put the lead on Snoops, however I was wrong. N had badly misjudged the sirens smell of rotting meat and allowed Snoops to get into the field without the lead.
We could see what was taking place and were far too close to N's verbal meltdown. The wonderful thing was throughout both of Snoops death rolls Honey had stayed by my side and watched on as her slightly insane boyfriend had the rolls of his life.
Have a wonderful day and stay out of fields with dead deer.
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