I eat poop. There, I said it. And, embarrassing though it may be, I am no respecter of my poop. Dog poop, rabbit poop, deer poop, poop of all kinds. You might call me a “connoisseur of the sewer.”
It’s disgusting, I know, but despite my approaching 14 in human years, I’m like a toddler when it comes to smelly, wet, gooey stuff. I just can’t resist the “piece” in the piece de resistance.
Before you write me off as some sort of weirdo, let me say I’ve met a lot of breeds in my day and, to a dog, every one of them has admitted to secretly enjoying the occasional dung dessert. Think about that the next time your furry son or daughter greets you with a tongue lashing.
My gift to you…
Yeah, the momma gets so angry if I try to sneak some crispy kitty litter treats! I think she just wants to hog all of them for herself!