One nice spring morning I had my windows open. I smelled something awful and started looking around for where the dog had ruined the carpet. Nope, it was just the neighbor’s Bradford pear in full bloom. Such a disgusting scent.
One nice spring morning I had my windows open. I smelled something awful and started looking around for where the dog had ruined the carpet. Nope, it was just the neighbor’s Bradford pear in full bloom. Such a disgusting scent.
Unless it’s a Bradford pear.
There shouldn’t be worms in the poop of a healthy dog. This analogy just keeps getting better and more accurate.