Wordless Wednesday Stick Edition

Hello Friends.


Blessings,
Goose

What's that Smell?

Hello Friends.

PeeeeeeYouuuuuuu.  What is that stench?  On Saturday I went to the Fort to meet up with my core pack, Bert, Baci, Logan, Annie and Sophie.  It was bitter sweet because Baci and Logan were moving to Colorado in a few days.  I'll tell you more about that later.  Let me set the scene for you.  For the first 15 minutes we hung out in the parking lot while Miss Vickie helped a lady with her dog and training.  Bert brought his ball to my MOM and she would throw it across the parking lot over the dumpster and on to the grass.  This went on for 10 minutes.  Then we noticed that Bert was missing.  Where is Bert?  MOM took a few steps to the side and there she saw Bert rolling on the grass behind the dumpster.  He was not just rolling, but grinding his whole body into the grass, he was really going at it.  Them MOM realized, "Oh no he is rolling in something dead."  So she called him back.  O My Lord!  When Bert ran past all of us and to his Vickie you could have knocked us all over by the horrific smell coming from Bert.  I don't mean just bad, butt BADDDDDD.  MOM said it was the worst thing she has ever smelled and we ALL agreed.  Eyes started to tear up and run, noses sucked into our faces.  Our vision got blurry.  Bert however seemed to revel in it.  We walked to the ball field to get away from him and made him stay with Miss Vickie.  As we walked past the dumpster MOM and Paulette saw what Bert rolled in....... PUKE, Vomit, someone threw-up all over the place.  GROSS!  It was stuck all over his furs.

Luckily the  river was close by.  So Miss Vickie made Bert take a bath in the water.  It only sort of helped.  So what does Golden Boy Bert do next?  This...

Wet, Stinky, Golden Boy rolled in the dirt.

"What?  I smell great.  And the humans pay good green papers for a mud bath."

"Who wouldn't want to kiss this face of mine?"

"Goose why is everyone standing so far away from me?"

I'm all for getting dirty, it is fun.  But he still was very STINKY.  In the photo above I made the mistake of standing down wind of him.  "Bert you need to take another bath, the river is just behind you.  Dude really the skunks are running from you."

Annie was so horrified she just sat in the river as far from Bert as she could get.

Even Sophie, who is always glued to Bert, kept her distance.  I guess in this case love has it's limits.

"Oh NO you don't Bert, you are staying in there until you smell like glorious river water."

"That's right Bert soak your stinky head."  

I swear I saw a few fish float up to the top after stinky Bert submerged himself.

All I can say is the dirt washed off real good, butt he was still a little smelly.  So my MOM kept tossing rocks in the river so Bert would keep splashing in.

It's hard to have a good game of tug on a stick when you are holding your breath.

As you can see Sophie drew the short stick and was the one who had to sit closest to Bert. hehhehe.  

This is my core pack: Bert, Sophie, Me, Annie, Baci, and Logan.  I love each one of them, even if at times things get a bit (a lot) smelly.  We're the best of friends through think and thin.

Blessings,

Goose