Stink bombs

Here’s me and my neighbour Mack, the rescue greyhound, having a bit of a nap after playing hard and my mum is complaining about the smell.  What smell??  A dog’s got to let the wind out somehow after breakfast and a romp.  What, we give no warning and it’s like a poisonous gas?  DOUBLED, she says.

Ah, two of us make twice the smell.  I can do that sum: 1 pooch + 1 pooch = major stink bomb.  Well it is sunny for once and she could open the windows…

Good job this isn’t


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