Murrmurr
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- Sacramento, California
So, apparently, Pixel expresses (literally) his affection by farting in your face.
It took me a while to catch on. I could smell something rank almost every time Pixel hopped up in my lap, and at first I thought it was the funk of a certain doggie's doo wafting in through the back door, but Michelle assured me that D'Juan hasn't let his nasty little pooch take a dump out there ever since I got after him about it. So I figured Pixel must be coming to get petted right after using his litter box....but, no, that wasn't it either. So does he need a bath or foot-soak or something?
And then I heard it - this evening, when I lay back in my recliner and Pixel hopped up onto my lap - a barely audible puff of air; a tiny little >pssst< directly into my ear...and then an adoring look, a deeply contented purr, and a huge freakin stink!
It took me a while to catch on. I could smell something rank almost every time Pixel hopped up in my lap, and at first I thought it was the funk of a certain doggie's doo wafting in through the back door, but Michelle assured me that D'Juan hasn't let his nasty little pooch take a dump out there ever since I got after him about it. So I figured Pixel must be coming to get petted right after using his litter box....but, no, that wasn't it either. So does he need a bath or foot-soak or something?
And then I heard it - this evening, when I lay back in my recliner and Pixel hopped up onto my lap - a barely audible puff of air; a tiny little >pssst< directly into my ear...and then an adoring look, a deeply contented purr, and a huge freakin stink!