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Originally Posted by vash
my dog ate something fibrous. he was pooping. he got the biggest dingleberry coming out of his butt. he actually looked at me for help. I put a baggie over my hand and reached down and plucked it from his rear end. it came out with a "pop". trouble is there was a smaller dingle on the other end and it swung beyond the protective plastic sheet of the baggie and banged against my wrist with a warm, moist kiss. I groaned and bundled up the package and tossed it into the garbage nearby. a lady walking by laughed at me and offered me a tissue. this was beyond simply dabbing at it with a Kleenex. nope..I jogged the entire distance I already made and went back home and hit the area with water, and soap. some messes just need a wash.
I have Toto Washlet toilets in all my bathrooms. I am never going back to just squeegee-cleaning my ass with a tissue. unless I poop at Home Depot or something like a barbarian.
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My dog calls this poopy-butts. When it happens, he freezes up and stands there in the yard and he looks back at his butt, then at me and then back at his butt. I didn’t have kids and diapers to deal with so I guess I made out ok and I do what I gotta do. This is why I have a T-shirt that says “world best dad” I wear often.