First, allow me to set the scene.
I’m typing away at my computer desk, blissfully unaware of what’s going on around me. Jude is working a puzzle on the floor behind me. Our devoted dogs are, as usual, at my feet. Or as close to my feet as they can possibly get.
Then, sadly, the silence is broken.
With some outrageous canine flatulence.
Although it didn’t make much actual noise (as is true of most canine gas-passing) the sound that was generated was impossible to miss.
Jude immediately, and in all seriousness, said,
“Oh no, mom! Seamus’ air is starting to come out!”
No more balloons for that boy.
His air is starting to come out….that is so funny. I swear kids could write better sitcom jokes than the adult joke writers do!
Very, very funny!!!!
heheee too sweet! the comment of coarse and not the aroma….
Well, if you have a boxer, that totally explains everything! We had a boxer for 10 years and the gas, oh my! Something about those dogs stomachs…
Ah hahaha! Oh my. Only a boy. That is so funny! Don't ya just love 'em. (the boy not the dog's um … well … issues …)
That is some serious funny Friday material…thanks!
Now THAT'S what I call Puppy Love!
😉
Donna
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That is hilarious! I love the photos, too.
Gin =)
Bless!
My friends daughter calls it 'bottom burps'!
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Too funny!
So funny, that cutie Jude! Silent but deadly, as we say, and all our dogs thus far have been blessed with this gift as well!
:-)Nicole A. in OH
When you get down to the bottom line…
Haha!!! Love it!!