You're going to think I'm about five years old for writing this story in my blog, but you'll have to excuse me - it's only Rex and I and our little pets out here, so we have suddenly found ourselves very easily amused (and every little thing suddenly seems blog-worthy so that I have something to do).
Today, even though for the past five years I've told Rex that girls don't fart, I must have eaten some bad cereal or something. So a little bit of gas leaked out.
It was silent but smelly. Rex and I were playing with the dog on the couch when suddenly Rex tucked his nose in his shirt and exclaimed, "BLEH!!! CHRISTINE, WAS THAT YOU?!?!? NASTY!!!"
In haste to defend myself, I said, "No way! It was the puppy!" (This is one of the perks of having a puppy) Rex replied with, "There is no way that the dog could create that amount of stink. Look - even he's disgusted!!"
Sure enough, I looked at the pup and he had BURIED HIS NOSE UNDER HIS PAW. His eyes looked up at me reproachfully as if to say, "Really? Did you have to do that? I am a hound dog - I have a really good sense of smell, and this one is UNPLEASANT!" I tried telling him that it wasn't me, but then he just buried his nose under BOTH paws and looked like he was going to puke.
So I had to own up. I SO WISH I could post a picture of the disgusted puppy for you. It was hilarious. But alas, because my camera is out of batteries I have missed another Kodak moment.
Hahaha, I so wish Jake and I were still there to witness this. Then you would have had someone else to blame it on too, lol.
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