One would imagine that a dog doesn't spend too much time in the tub. Given this small opportunity, my dog Ashton took advantage of it.
He got a few fleas recently from the woods around our place, so we were letting him soak in a tub of slightly-chlorinated water to try to kill them. Once Ashton got relaxed, he promptly farted in the tub. Just like I would do. My wife was there; we all had a family moment. It wasn't a big explosion, just a steady trail of bubbles from the rear for a solid four or five seconds. He was just like a child, though: oblivious to it.
Have a good day, people.
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Lilly likes to turn around to smell and apparently make sur it was her that did it. Either that, or it is a pride thing.
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