Oh little Shammy Sham Sham
You see this little guy? Well, his name is Sammy. He has been a part of our family for many many years, and he is very loved. Now, my parents are out of town, so I have taken on the task of Sammy. Giving him his medicine in the morning, food, water, let him out, the every faithful giving of the daily bone, you know, the works. So today I got home from work and had a few extra hours. You see, Sammy hasn’t really been eating this week because my mom is out of town and that makes him nervous, so I thought a little walk would cheer him up…and maybe would get him to drink some water. Why would I want him to drink water, you may ask? Well, look at that cute face…out of that mouth comes the most disgusting, hanus smell you could ever smell. I swear to you that dog breathes from the depths of his bowels…which I know is gross, but very true. So does this little walk work? NO. It has only made the dog breathe even harder and louder the rest of the evening…and beg for more food. Now, it did boost his spirits a bit, but seriously…any tips for nasty nasty dog breath? HELP…before my eyebrows burn off!!
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