Given all the excitement generated over Mango's poop last week, I decided to engage Momma in some mystery solving of my own devising.
So in the middle of an agilities run at school yesterday, I ran from the course and outside to the poopy place and presented Momma with my very own labrapoop mystery (oh yeah, I didn't graduate agilities because I still can't really do the dog walk or the teeter tooter).
As anticipated, Momma took my poop home and rinsed it off. Here you can see her posing with her size 8 1/2 foot.
Hmmm, what could it be? This nagged at her so much that she ran the mystery through the washy machine.
It is brown and made of cloth. What could it be?
To move onto a more interesting topic, I finally persuaded Dotty Old Hen to transfer my tags to my Randi collar.
Look! It is covered with photos of my cougar gal, Randi! Now she is close to me at all times. Oh Randi!
Lastly, I give you this photo revealing the Relentlessly Huge in all his "meditative" glory. I am attempting to teach him some fancy dance moves. He is busy trying to remember how to stand up. Duh.