When I have gas, which I do often, I pretend like I’m intently watching the tv so I can start barking at moving things when I need to fart. My humans couldn’t possibly realize that I’m bark-farting… (Except I stink due to my frequent snacks of cat poo)
Caption: “I bark at the TV to cover up the fact that I have bad gas – Lucchi”
I sleep in the bed and fart all night. Silent but deadly, the robust smell of Dexter’s gas can wake up mommy from a sound sleep. As mother jumps out of bed and opens a window to clear the air, Dexter will often pick up his head, give a sniff and a sidelong glance as if to say with pride: ‘yeah, that was me.’ All that expensive no grain, high protein dog food keeps him trim and healthy, but wow, it sure does generate a punch.
I fart every time I get my tail brushed. It stinks! Harley is very hairy and regularly needs brushing, he doesn’t love it and his way of protesting is releasing his potent smells so I have to leave him alone!