Asparagus, another dog treat.

Look in my eyes and

accept it. No human can

love you as I do.

 

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Dogs and asparagus. The more they eat, the more they break wind. It's not a soft whisper. No, these big guns come out like a balloon flubbering its last breath. 

Tonight was veg treat night. Petite amounts of hydrogen, carbon dioxide, and methane will eventually dance with  hydrogen sulfide and ammonia. Eventually. That doesn't explain what's causing the gas now.

It stinks in my office. They toot and then look at me in indignation, as if I was the one making the sound. I regret ever giving them the table scraps.

I've got to get some fresh air.